I was almost 5 and four foot high when my mama packed me up
Me and brother left that two room shack on the north side of Fort Worth
Now, my old man he'd been drinkin hard, he tried to hang on to the car
Mama just lit her up a cigarette and drug is ass through the yard
Adios baby here is where the leavin turns to gone
This is all she wrote and I'm all out of notes
To your sad Hank Williams song
Now my mama raised me that it's better to be pissed off
Than to be pissed on
Adios baby, here's where the leavin turns to gone
Yea, well I married me this Dallas girl up where love don't come free