All works copyright (c) Laine Colley, unless otherwise noted.

All works copyright (c) Laine Colley, unless otherwise noted.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Mommas


 You'll recognize the tune. It's dedicated to all those perfect little works of art out here.


It should probably be said that I don't call people morons. It isn't very sporting and it doesn't help anything. If you miss the point and make it personal keep that drama to yourselves. 

I don't know your dad.

Also, I emailed a link to the Willie Nelson crowd and invited him to give me the what-for if he doesn't approve.
Mommas, don't let your babies get ass-whooped by morons
Make them pick guitars and fix up old trucks
school them on doctors and lawyers and such
Mommas, don't let your babies get ass-whooped by morons
Don't make them stay home where they're always alone
pretending they have somebody to love
Life without daring leaves them youthless and cold
spending their dreams searching heaven for fools gold
belts and the paddle, and the chair for time out say
you want them to clone you
without understanding your way
Mommas, don't let your babies get ass-whooped by morons
Make them pick guitars and fix up old trucks
school them on doctors and lawyers and such
Mommas, don't let your babies get ass-whooped by morons
Don't make them stay home where they're always alone
pretending they have somebody to love
Take them to your best places and let em say that they're boring
make them clean up after puppies and stay up all night
They may never know you
if they do they won't show you
but if you let them be different
they'll more likely say when things aren't going just right
Mommas, don't let your babies get ass-whooped by morons
Make them pick guitars and fix up old trucks
school them on doctors and lawyers and such
Mommas, don't let your babies get ass-whooped by morons
Don't make them stay home where they're always alone
pretending they have somebody to love
Mommas, don't let your babies get ass-whooped by morons
Make em pick guitars and fix up old trucks
school them on doctors and lawyers and such
Don't make them stay home where they're always alone
pretending they have somebody to love