Song Lyrics
Sittin on the front porch, waitin for you to come home
Visions of reuniting in my head
Only bitter-sweet memories, no holidays, no Christmas trees
Broken promises I have instead
How I used to wonder where did I go wrong,
how you could've stayed away so long
That God for my mother hers was no easy song
Thank God that He showed me, how to get along
My papa was a rolling stone, abandoned us
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