When I rolled out of town on the unpaved road I was fifty-seven dollars from being broke Kissed my mama and my sisters and I said goodbye And with my suitcase packed I wiped the tears from my eyes
Times they were tough growing up at home My daddy lost the farm when I was two years old Took a job at the prison working second shift And that’s the last time I let them take what should be his
Cause all I want to do is make a little cash Cause I worked all the bad jobs bustin' my ass I want to buy back the farm And bring my mama home some wine And turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time
When I hit the city I joined the band Started singing in the bars and running with the men But the men they brought me problems And the drinking caused me grief I thought I'd found a friend but I only found a thief
Soon I settled down with a married man We had a couple babies, started living off the land But my firstborn died and I cried out to God Is there anybody out there looking down on me at all?
Cause all I want to do is make something last But I can't see the future, I can't change the past I want to buy back the farm And bring my mama home some wine Turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time
Still I keep a'running fast as I can Trying to make something honest with my own two hands And I ain't got the breath to say another bad word So if I ever said it wrong won't you forget what you heard
Cause all I want to do is make my own path Cause I know what I am, I know what I have I want to buy back the farm And bring my mama home some wine Turn back the clock on the cruel hands of timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
