Momma's Been Hurting Songtext
von Oliver Anthony
Momma's Been Hurting Songtext
Mama′s been hurtin', daddy′s been down
Ain't nobody been workin'
Since the mill left town
They got two youngins not ten years old
With 200 dollars left in his billfold
And a week′s worth of groceries is the price of gold
When your whole damn country′s been bought and sold
Whenever there's been hard times
It′s always made hard folks
"Who could get it to the other side
And not let it be all?" She wrote
I'd love to live to be an old man
But, God, You can take me a young one
Just don′t let the land I love
Die so young, of Thee, I sing
I've been flying low, my troubled mind
Get to diggin′ me a hole my soul can't climb
Is this the end of the world? Nobody knows
'Cause they all just stare at the trash on their phones
In a land that′s littered with many men′s bones
Who died fightin' for somewhere they could call home
Whenever there′s been hard times
It's always made hard folks
"Who could get it to the other side
And not let it be all?" she wrote
I′d love to live to be an old man
But, God, You can take me a young one
Just don't let the land I love
Die so young, of Thee, I sing
Ain't nobody been workin'
Since the mill left town
They got two youngins not ten years old
With 200 dollars left in his billfold
And a week′s worth of groceries is the price of gold
When your whole damn country′s been bought and sold
Whenever there's been hard times
It′s always made hard folks
"Who could get it to the other side
And not let it be all?" She wrote
I'd love to live to be an old man
But, God, You can take me a young one
Just don′t let the land I love
Die so young, of Thee, I sing
I've been flying low, my troubled mind
Get to diggin′ me a hole my soul can't climb
Is this the end of the world? Nobody knows
'Cause they all just stare at the trash on their phones
In a land that′s littered with many men′s bones
Who died fightin' for somewhere they could call home
Whenever there′s been hard times
It's always made hard folks
"Who could get it to the other side
And not let it be all?" she wrote
I′d love to live to be an old man
But, God, You can take me a young one
Just don't let the land I love
Die so young, of Thee, I sing
Writer(s): Christopher Anthony Lunsford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com