We gotta get this corn put up before the days out
Why in the he'll did they order so much of it?
Just like Mama to order all this corn and her be in the hospital
Lord, we gotta laugh, otherwise all we'd do is cry
Jenny Lynn said she'd go to the hospital and sit with Mama
Daddy, sure can't go
He's been drinkinh all night
The bedroom closet is all tore up
Can't hold her, probably never will again, but her smell is all over her clothes
We gonna have bushels of creamed corn for the funeral
I shouldn't have thought that, but I know it's true
My brothers and sisters need to come to their senses and prepare to say goodbye
She ain't coming back after this heartattack
This here's a good crop
It's only June and we got plenty of time for a second go round
Well, Mama,you didn't waste your money this year
If you's sitting right here, you'd say the soil was just right
I look at my brothers and sisters laughing and working, acting a fool
Reckon your soil was good too, Mama