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David Allan Coe - Family Album Lyrics

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  • On Sunday after church there'd always be a picnic
  • There'd be kinfolks callin' until dawn
  • Me I'd play the guitar and my Uncle Merle would sing
  • And grandpa he'd play that fiddle all night long
  • Now the women folk they would work out in the kitchen
  • You could smell that food for miles and miles around
  • Paw he was prayin' my brother Jack would bring him down some moonshine
  • Just so's that he could warsh those viddle down
  • As soon as all the kids got tired of playin' horseshoes
  • Mama she'd call me over to her side
  • You know she'd say I'd like to take some pictures
  • You could see her face light up with pride
  • And then she'd bring out that worn out family album
  • Its faded pictures some with corners torn
  • She'd laugh and poin and tell me funny stories
  • And look she'd say why that's the day that you were born
  • And I'd sit and reminisce each picture with her
  • And I'd listen to her laughter and her sighs
  • But underneath I knew how much I'd hurt her
  • For I'd put teardrops in my mama's eyes
  • In my mama's eyes I've never done a wrong thing
  • I was still a baby in my mama's eyes
  • That old family album she'll keep on her night stand
  • Right next to the Bible until the day she dies
  • Through all those years in prison she stuck by me
  • And she came to visit anytime she could
  • Well I remember at my trial when she testified she loved me
  • And she told the judge I'd always been so good
  • Then later through the fame she watched me blossom
  • From just a local country singer to a great big star
  • She listened to all my records for the hidden meanings
  • And she came to hear me sing in all those dim lit bars
  • And she read all the things they wrote about me
  • But she knew deep in her heart that it was lies
  • No she don't hide her head in shame when someone says my name
  • You'll find no teardrops in my mama's eyes
  • In my mama's eyes...
  • Right next to the Bible until the day she dies

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