Marie Songtext
von Lori McKenna

We shared a room ′til I was 6, I'd look across my pillow
Ask her if she was sleeping to try to keep her from her sleep
We had a picture on the wall of a baby angel in a golden crown
When the world came tumbling down on me and Marie

God knows we couldn′t be more different
The two of us cut from the same cloth
Where one end must be velvet soft
The other denim and gabardine
We were Sunday morning church, assigned seats at the dinner table
Four older brothers raising a little bit of hell than me and Marie

She looks more like our mother
She's prettier and softer
And she always helps me find my way
I've been lost a time or two
She knows bigger words than I do
But we both got the same size shoes
No one′s ever walked in mine, but me and Marie


Marie turned 13 two weeks after
Daddy sat us down and said "Your mama′s died"
And it took me years to realize she wasn't out getting groceries
I was waiting on a resurrection, saved by my disposition
Our grandfather crying in the kitchen

Couldn′t bare the sight of me and Marie

She looks more like our mother
She's prettier and softer
And she always helps me find my way
I′ve been lost a time or two
She knows bigger words than I do
But we both got the same size shoes
And no one's ever walked in mine, but me and Marie

Our big brothers are a Godsend, we grew up and married good men
And God blessed us all with children, we′re a pretty tight family
The baby angel's framed in my writing room
And I stare at him some afternoons
He must have known he had a job to do watching over
Me and Marie