There's a scar on my right elbow   From a barbed wire fence when I was eight years old   I must have ran a mile just crying in my torn shirt   'Till I heard the words tell me where it hurts.      If there was a scratch or a bruise on my skin   Mama would put me back together again   All it took was her prayers and her kisses   It would heel me just like stitches.      I took Sherry Johnson to the high school dance   But she left early with my best friend   I must of drove ten miles to get my mind off her   But it didn't work 'till I heard the words tell me where it hurts      She could mend a broken heart, fix a bicycle wreck,   Funny now but back then it seemed life or death   I've seen her sew rags into riches   It would heel me just like stitches.