Offspring by Eacret and Ledeboer

Some of Eacret and Ledeboer's thoughts and life are most clearly presented in their lyrics of which follow two examples:

from Oh Willa

(A. Eacret)

Oh Willa will I ever see you

Will I meet the one I know I've known before

Oh Willa will I see your mother

Smile in that special way reserved for you

But don't hurry if you feel you just can't make it

And don't worry you know I'll understand

But if one morning I find you on my doorstep

I'll do the best I can

Oh Willa, are you talking to your mother

Are you listening to what she has to say

Oh honey I understand the problem

But I'm afraid I just can't intercede this time

But don't hurry if you feel you just can't make it

And don't worry you know I'll understand

But if one morning I find you on my doorstep

I'll do the best I can

Oh Willa, I don't want you to see me crying

But this time of year it's hard to not feel blue

Oh Willa, I try and hide it from your mother

But she's smart enough to read between the lines

But don't hurry if you feel you just can't make it

And don't worry you know I'll understand

But if one morning I find you on my doorstep

I'll do the best I can

Oh Willa, are you talking to your mother

Is she listening to what you have to say

from Your Father's House

(C. Ledeboer)

We found a seed in the ditch by the side of the road where the field stretches brown and cold

Gravel turns to dust

And an old car rusts

Near the house where

Your father grew old

And in your eyes I'm laughing

And I can see where you played

Your brothers and sisters

And the home you made

In the folds of a mohair blanket grow dim

In a hair shirt grow strong and feel the wind

The leather straps across my shoulders

Grow tight like a second skin

A wristband of gold or silver

Lies lost on the sunlit plain

I've worn bracelets of gold or steel

But they feel the same

Now that there's no more ties save one

He's got your smile,

But his eyes are like mine

I see the fields empty

And I see them full

The corn rises like a wave over time

I wish for him an Iowa dream

Like the one still in my mind

And in our eyes he's laughing

And I can see where he plays

Your brothers and sisters

And the home we make

We found a seed in the ditch by the side of the road where the field stretches brown and cold...

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