[Verse 1] Born and raised in the plains Not much money to her name She was one of ten kids in a box cart She got married at sixteen To a man who drank Jim Beam Named their daughters after movie stars She goes to church every Sunday And I know when she bows her head to pray It's for those that she's loved and lost so far [Chorus] Alone in her home She sits by the phone And I should call her but I don't How dare I read her letters When I don't write my own She asks for so littlе But she gives so freely
God I want to be likе that woman named Willie
[Verse 2] I see her at holidays She's last to bed and first to wake She never asks for help at all And her eyes begin to shine when I tell her stories from my life As if knowing me is all she wants
[Chorus] Alone in her home She sits by the phone And I should call her but I don't How dare I read her letters When I don't write my own She asks for so little But she gives so freely God I wanna be like that woman named Willie
[Bridge] I watch her in Hawaii See the ocean for the first time at seventy And that's the image that I think I'm to remember Just how simple life's joys should be But it breaks my heart to know That she's alone
[Chorus] Alone in her home She sits by the phone And I should call her but I don't How dare I read her letters When I don't write my own She asks for so little But she gives so freely
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