Genre: Folk/Acoustic


Every drawer, every door, that opens brings distress, a constant guest at her address inside her little acre,
But yet, gets up each day, never being sure, searching for the cure, ready for that tour, that life will take her,
Mastering how, to change her hand, and rearrange the cards, hard as it may get, doublin’ down her bet, Stll She Thanks God

Where there was two there now is one, I felt that lost too, shared her view, got paid in lieu of other favors,
Time heels all wounds, and maybe more, but an open sore is an easy lure, to stop fighting
Nursing now and caring then, the extra mile, the extra yard, my excessive fan,runnin’ in the sand, Still She Thanks God

Madre Mio, escucha me, nadie comprende mas, basta de vida, tiene que decir, dio gracias, basta de vida tiene que decir, dio gracias,
Hard as it may get, I’ll be in her debt Still She Thanks God,
Still She Thanks God

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