At sixteen she quit high school To make a fortune in the promised land She got a job behind the counter In an all night hamburger stand She wrote faithfully home to mama "Now mama don't you worry none" From small things, mama, big things one day come
It was late one Friday He pulled in out of the dark He was tall and handsome First she took his order, then she took his heart They bought a house up on the hillside Where little feet would soon run From small things, mama, big things one day come
Oh but love is fleeting It's sad but true But when your heart is beating You don't wanna hear the news She packed her bags And with a Wyomie County real estate man She ran down to Tampa In and "El Dorado Grande" She wrote back home, Dear Mama Life is just heaven in the sun From small things, mama, big things one day come"
Well, she shot him dead on a sunny Florida road When they caught her all she said Was she couldn't stand the way he drove
Back home lonesome Johnny prays for his baby's parole He waits high on the hillside Where the Wyomie waters roll And his feet and almost grown now A blue-eyed daughter and a handsome son Well from small things, mama, big things one day come Well from small things, mama, big things one day come |
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