I Am An Old Woman Named After My Mother my Old Man Is Another Child That's Grown Old if Dreams Were Lightning Thunder Was Desire this Old House Would Have Burnt Down A Long Time Ago
chorus make Me An Angel That Flies From Montgom'ry make Me A Poster Of An Old Rodeo just Give Me One Thing That I Can Hold On To to Believe In This Living Is Just A Hard Way To Go
when I Was A Young Girl Well, I Had Me A Cowboy he Weren't Much To Look At, Just Free Rambling Man but That Was A Long Time And No Matter How I Try the Years Just Flow By Like A Broken Down Dam.
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there's Flies In The Kitchen I Can Hear 'em There Buzzing and I Ain't Done Nothing Since I Woke Up Today. how The Hell Can A Person Go To Work In The Morning and Come Home In The Evening And Have Nothing To Say.