Songs that mention family

[Nahanni]

The Cranberries - Ode to My Family

 

[Dan Murphy]

Papa Don't Preach--Madonna

 

[Dan Murphy]

Have You Seen Your Mother, Baby, Standing In the Shadows--Stones

 

[Pea-n-Me]

The Cranberries - Ode to My Family

Thanks for posting this! I didn’t know the name of it. Added to playlist.

 

[Dan Murphy]

Fortunate Son--CCR

Fogerty and Springsteen

 

[Dan Murphy]

Mama Said--The Shirelles

 

[Dan Murphy]

Wildflowers--Miley Cyrus and her dad doing a tribute song right after Tom Petty passed away.

I saw this live on TV about 4 years ago, never forgot it, don't know why. Not a Miley Cyrus fan for sure, but I thought this song was wonderful. And I liked where she said, about midway though at the interlude, 'Ready dad?' and at the end, 'Thank you, dad'. Strange why I liked it that much don't know. The song is not family but the presentation was in a way.

 

[Gary M]

"Mother In Law"-Ernie K. Doe

 

[Nahanni]

Madness - Our House

 

[RedAngie]

I’m a bookkeeper’s son
I don’t want to shoot no one
Well I crossed my old man back in Oregon
Don’t take me alive

 

[mmouse37]

Lady A
What I am Leaving For

Keep those lights on
Toys on the front lawn
Disneyworld trip next summer
Used kit for our little air-drummer
Food on the table
Brand new cradle
For the angel that's coming in a minute
This house and everybody in it

Got my bags packed, got my ticket
Got a heartache to go with it
Baby, kiss me, say you'll miss me
But while we still got time

Take a look at our little paradise
It ain't much but baby, you and I
Picked the right stars, made the right wish
Ain't nothing out there like this
And it kills me that I gotta go
Couldn't do it if I didn't know
That every time I'm walking out that door
You know what I'm leaving for

When I'm out there
I know I'm where
I'm meant to be picking them strings
And getting that small town to sing
On that last turn home
I can hardly wait
To drop my bags, kiss your face
'Cause all I can do is stop

And take a look at our little paradise
It ain't much but baby, you and I
Picked the right stars, made the right wish
Ain't nothing out there like this
And it kills me that I gotta go
Couldn't do it if I didn't know
That every time I'm walking out that door
You know what I'm leaving for

Oh, got my bags packed, got my ticket
Got a heartache to go with it
Baby, kiss me, say you'll miss me
While we still got time

Take a look at our little paradise
It ain't much but baby, you and I
Picked the right stars, made the right wish
Ooh, ain't nothing out there like this
And it kills me that I gotta go
Couldn't do it if I didn't know
You know that this heart of mine is yours
(You know that this heart is yours)
Oh, and every time I'm walking out that door
You know what I'm leaving for

Mmh-hm

 

[mmouse37]

And for the complete opposite of my other choice.....but still about family...

I remember it all very well lookin' back
It was the summer I turned eighteen
We lived in a one-room, run-down shack
On the outskirts of New Orleans
We didn't have money for food or rent
To say the least we were hard-pressed
Then Mama spent every last penny we had
To buy me a dancin' dress

Mama washed and combed and curled my hair
And she painted my eyes and lips
Then I stepped into a satin dancin' dress
That had a split on the side clean up to my hip
It was red velvet trim and it fit me good
Standin' back from the lookin' glass
There stood a woman where a half-grown kid had stood

She said, "Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down.
Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down."

Mama dabbled a little bit of perfume on my neck then she kissed my cheek
And then I saw the tears wellin' up in her troubled eyes as she started to speak
She looked at a pitiful shack
And then she looked at me and took a ragged breath
She said, "Your Pa's runned off and I'm real sick,
And the baby's gonna starve to death."

She handed me a heart-shaped locket that said,
"To thine own self be true."
And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across
The toe of my high-heeled shoe
It sounded like somebody else that was talkin'
Askin', "Mama, what do I do?"
She said, "Just be nice to the gentlemen, Fancy,
And they'll be nice to you."

She said, "Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down.
Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down.
Lord, forgive me for what I do,
But if you want out, well, it's up to you
Now don't let me down
Now your mama's gonna move you uptown."

Well, that was the last time I saw my Ma
The night I left that rickety shack
The welfare people came and took the baby
Mama died and I ain't been back

But the wheels of fate had started to turn
And for me there was no way out
And it wasn't very long 'til I knew exactly
What my Mama'd been talkin' about

I knew what I had to do and I made myself this solemn vow
That I's gonna be a lady someday
Though I didn't know when or how
But I couldn't see spending the rest of my life
With my head hung down in shame
You know I might have been born just plain white trash
But Fancy was my name

She said, "Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down."
She said, "Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down."

It wasn't long after that benevolent man took me in off the street
And one week later I was pourin' his tea in a five-room hotel suite

I charmed a king, a congressman and an occasional aristocrat
And then I got me a Georgia mansion and an elegant New York townhouse flat
And I ain't done bad

Now in this world there's a lot of self-righteous hypocrites
That would call me bad
They criticize Mama for turning me out
No matter how little we had

But though I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin' for nigh on fifteen years
Well, I can still hear the desperation in my poor Mama's voice ringin' in my ears

"Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down.
Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down.
Lord, forgive me for what I do
But if you want out well it's up to you
Now don't let me down
Now your Mama's gonna move you uptown."

Well, I guess she did

 

[RedAngie]

I hear the sound of gunfire at the prison gate
Are the liberators here, do I hope or do I fear?
For my father and my brother, it's too late
But I must help my mother stand up straight

Are we the last ones left alive?
Are we the only human beings to survive?

 

[LuvOrlando]

My brothers' lives were
Different
For they heard another call
One went to Chicago
And the other to St. Paul
And I'm in Colorado
When I'm not in some hotel
Living out this life I've chose
And come to know so well.

 

[LuvOrlando]

Mother was a tailor, yeah, yeah
Sewed my Levi jeans
My father was a gamblin' man, yeah, yeah
Down, way down in New Orleans

 

[LuvOrlando]

The mama pajama rolled out of bed
And she ran to the police station
When the papa found out he began to shout
And he started the investigation

 

[LuvOrlando]

 

[LuvOrlando]

"Come on home, girl" Mama cried on the phone
"Too soon to lose my baby yet, my girl should be at home"
But try to understand, try to understand
Try, try, try to understand, he's a magic man, Mama, ah
He's a magic man

 

[LuvOrlando]

My uncle has a country place
No one knows about
He says it used to be a farm
Before the "Motor Law"
And on Sundays I elude the eyes
And hop the turbine freight
To far outside the wire
Where my white-haired uncle waits

 

[RedAngie]

Well I was born in XIXAX
On my mama's farm
My father was a junkie
Und wir vater sehr orn

My brother was a soldier
By the war in Vietnam
My uncle was a spy
In the Soviet Union

He knows that Mr Brezhnev is planning a reunion