Nor how they cried in pain
You didn't care how their lives were smothered
You cared about your name
You thought they would find their way in the world
They could have stayed at home
They left one by one as their plans unfurled
They didn't need to roam
Only one in each generation came
A son and grandson too
The only ones with the family name
Not daughters and their crew
Grandsons were sad and one by one they left
Daughter granddaughters too
The son got it all, the rest were bereft
How will they all get through
So Biltmore did it the very same way
One inherited all
But land taxes that man just couldn't pay
And so he sold it all
Another family that I once knew
Gave each an equal share
They are united by family glue
And they share the farm's care
So don't drive your children away like this
Treat them all just the same
Think first of all of your family's bliss
Not preserving your name
