Well, I never lived through the great depression
Somethimes I feel
As you're disappearing I'm hearing
All I wanted you to say
I
Well, it's half my heart and a little bit of
I sold my last hard Bible
Just to pay my bills
I
Put it into gear
We've got a long way to go
You
I grew up along way from here
I slept with the
Well I don't have as many friends because
I'm not as
Well this flower is my soul
But it's not half of
If I could do it all again I wouldn't change
These pines are not the ones that I'm used to
They
We're all gonna die someday, Lord
We're all gonna die someday
Mama's
The last time I held you, you held the cards
An'