Any babies on the way?
Mama wants to know
That is how she wishes well
That is how she hopes
To better any darker time
Says children are the light
In every room

She had her first at just fifteen
In the middle of drought
Watched it turn my daddy mean
To have a scarlet note
While they waited on the rain
He left to see his place
In the sandy dunes

[Chorus]
You can make a pretty thing
Out of anything at all
It may awhile sometimes
To let the pretense go
But if you ain't too turn stubborn
And you set you mind just right
You can make a pretty thing
Out of anything, you know
He watched his mama's China fall
And shatter on the floor
He'd run his winning racing car
Into the cabinet door
He took off for a hiding place
Knowing that she'd hear
And come running soon
She knelt down to meet him
Looked into his teary eyes
Said, I know you didn't mean it
Know the way those cars fly
Held him by the hand
And swept the mess up with a broom

[Chorus]
You can make a pretty thing
Out of anything at all
It may awhile sometimes
To let the pretense go
But if you ain't too turn stubborn
And you set you mind just right
You can make a pretty thing
Out of anything, you know