Letra de Momma’s Being Hurting - Oliver Anthony Music

(Feat. [])

Mama's been hurting

'Cause daddy's been down

Ain't nobody been working

Since the mill left town

They got two youngins not ten years old

With two hundred dollars left in his billfold

And a week's worth of groceries is the price of gold

When your whole damn country's been bought and sold

Whenever there's been hard times

It's always made hard folks

Who could get it to the other side

And not let it be all she wrote

I'd love to live to be an old man

But, God, You can take me a young one

Just don't let the land I love

Die so young

Of thee, I sing

I've been flying low

And my troubled mind

Get to digging me a hole

My soul can't climb

Is this the end of the world? Nobody knows

'Cause they all just stare at the trash on their phones

In a land that's littered with many men's bones

Who died fighting for somewhere they could call home

Whenever there's been hard times

It's always made hard folks

Who could get it to the other side

And not let it be all she wrote

I'd love to live to be an old man

But, God, You can take me a young one

Just don't let the land I love

Die so young

Of thee, I sing

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