Mom and Dad took me to church
To learn the Word
And speak it good
I'm sure I was a good enough little girl
Made them proud
Sing it loud
Oh mister judge I wasn't always this way
I just changed one day, realized life's quite the little parade
For a little girl with a freckled face
I smiled wide, guess I lost my pride
Guess I lost my pride

Oh I looked straight into the face of jesus
I lifted up my hands and grabbed another man
Oh when I was a little a girl
I made a due
Fall in love again
Teach myself the blues, teach myself the blues

That's when I found the bottle and started smoking cigarettes
And I started talking meaner and then I packed up my dress
Oh bless this mess, oh bless this mess

So don't tell me about the good Word
About the finer things in life
Don't tell me about your picket fence
Your dodd and loving wife
Please just give me a glass of red wine and a steel six string guitar
If you want to preach the good life then I'll meet you at the bar

So Mom and Dad took me to church to learn the Word to speak it good
I'm sure I was a good enough little girl
Made them proud, sing it loud
I will sing it now
I will sing it now