Her Daddy was made for drinking whiskey
She was made for singing country songs
Her Momma was a love poem no one wrote no one read
Her Brother was a prophet no one listened to what he said
Daddy was a tragedy in a ballcap and short sleeves
Oh she knowed it so she wrote it in a simple country song
She sang Momma's Roses
Brother's Moses and Daddy
Well he's got the blues
Momma's a flower
Brother knows the hour and Daddy
He's got the blues
She sang Momma's like porcelain
Brother sees four horsemen
and Daddy well he's just got the blues
Oh she knowed it so she wrote it
in a simple country song
