My momma used to tell me son you better get your work done
You?re daddy?s comin home at five
And if you ain?t all through
With the chores you gotta do
Boy I?m gonna tan you alive
I was glued to the radio listening to
My hero?s sing them sad old songs
Singin ?em sadder than one car funeral
Nobody sings like Jones
I?d take that old kitchen broom up to my room
and play it like an old guitar
Or sit out on the porch trying to sing
like George dream about becoming a star
Well the things I never did when I was
just a kid made me what I am today
You see momma used to whip me with a George Jones album
that?s why I sing, this way.
verse 2
So I ended up in Nashville working at a sawmill
just to be close to stars
But I got a little broke but I couldn?t ask my folks
so I had to hock my old guitar
Well I still hang around Tooties Orchid Lounge
thinkin he?ll walk through that door
But a voice in my mind said your wastin? time
Cause George don?t drink no more.
I used to take that old kitchen broom up to my room
and play it like an old guitar
Or sit out on the porch trying to sing
like George dream about becoming a star
Well the things I never did when I was
just a kid made me what I am today
You see momma used to whip me with a George Jones album
that?s why I sing, this way.
Well the things I never did when I was
just a kid made me what I am today
You see momma used to whip me with a George Jones album
that?s why I sing, this way.
Momma used to whip me with a George Jones album
that?s why I sing, this way.