When I was five I put on Mama`s high heel shoes And paint my face And dance across the living room In Ruby`s place Well the music was always playing Girls laugh while the men were sayin`
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Apples don`t fall far from the tree Hey, honey come sit on my knee Apples don`t fall far from the tree And I remember Mama`s tears When they said in a few years I`d be something to see
At seventeen I had me a diamond And a string of pearls The men said they preffered me To the other girls They took me to the best places But I could read it on their faces
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Then when Mama died I made up my mind To get on a Greyhound , get out of this town And leave it all behind
But life goes on A child of three smiles up at me While she plays The man I love has never heard of "Ruby`s Place" When he holds her with affection And he uses that old expression
(chorus)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.