An old miners daughter with a heart made of gold
A lifetime of struggles from the stories I’ve been told
Living ain’t easy and love ain’t always true
Sometimes looking back is the hardest thing to do

She loved her Charlie Pride, her Waylon and her Willie
A good hearted woman that moved into the City
Her good timing man has been waiting for ages
watching from afar as life turns its pages

Heard the word and the world stood still
From the time that it started to the time it unfurled
Don’t worry about me, baby don’t you cry
You told me as I’m wiping these tears from my eyes

Well being strong, ain’t being strong
It’s not putting on a brave face and nodding along
You gotta take that hurt and let it all in
Savor the moments that you got to spend

She didn’t have much in the way of things
Things to her weren’t diamond rings
If you could see the size of someone’s heart
You’d see that things to her they didn’t stop or start
It was breakfast with family, a dollar for a stranger, a palm on Sunday or that little boys manger
Its the time and space that she got to spend
It’s butterball turkeys and hockey on the weekends
Kisses for her daughter and flirting with all the young men

Tell Bozo and Rocky, Muscles and Punch
Shirley’s meeting up with Dan and they’re going out to lunch
She knows where she’s off too better than I
It’s filled with family and fresh baked pies
So gather round, crank those country songs
Shell be right there singing along
From an easier time and a better place

I'm wearing my tears walking down the road
A familiar place from the stories that I’ve told
If there's angels above and demons below
I hope I don’t end up in Idaho
Well being strong ain’t being strong
It’s not putting on a brave face and nodding along
You gotta take that hurt and let it all in
Savor the moments that you got to spend