V1: Why can’t I be modern?
I’m lighting the garden, to see where I fit in
I’m getting bombarded, my world is unguarded, my life is just starting
I never thought about, just getting what I need
It’s always been about our community, it’s hard to understand…
V2: I’m not working the harvest
I’m not reading my verses, I’m just scratching the surface
They call it Rumspringa, and it’s a cruel teacher, it’s a brow-beater
I get to mess around, go drinking have a ball
Don’t have to worry’ bout, pretty much anything at all, it’s hard to understand…
V3: And it’s a big party
My mind’s a bit foggy, there’s no escaping my responsibility
To make my decision, about my religion, they give me the option
I’ve got to keep in mind and realize the only life I know
It’s hard to walk away from freedom’s sway but where would I go?
It’s hard to understand, oh oh, it’s hard to understand
Br: How a man, could do a thing any bigger
Oh oh, to make it through this Rumspringa
Oh oh oh, it’s hard to understand
How a man, could do a thing any bigger
Oh oh oh, than make it through this Rumspringa
Oh oh oh, it’s hard to understand, oh oh oh