Any babies on the way? Mama wants to know That is how she wishes well That is how she hopes To better any darker time Says children are the light In every room She had her first at just fifteen In the middle of drought Watched it turn my daddy mean To have a scarlet note While they waited on the rain He left to see his place In the sandy dunes [Chorus] You can make a pretty thing Out of anything at all It may awhile sometimes To let the pretense go But if you ain't too turn stubborn And you set you mind just right You can make a pretty thing Out of anything, you know He watched his mama's China fall And shatter on the floor He'd run his winning racing car Into the cabinet door He took off for a hiding place Knowing that she'd hear And come running soon She knelt down to meet him Looked into his teary eyes Said, I know you didn't mean it Know the way those cars fly Held him by the hand And swept the mess up with a broom [Chorus] You can make a pretty thing Out of anything at all It may awhile sometimes To let the pretense go But if you ain't too turn stubborn And you set you mind just right You can make a pretty thing Out of anything, you knowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
