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  • At sixteen she quit high school to
    make her fortune in the promised land
    She got a job behind the counter in an
    all night hamburger stand
    She wrote faithfully home to mama
    "Now mama don't you worry none"
    From small things, mama
    Big things one day comeIt was late one Friday he pulled in
    out of the dark
    He was tall and handsome; first she
    took his order, then she took his heart
    They bought a house up on the hillside
    Where little feet soon would run
    From small things, mama
    Big things one day comeBRIDGE:
    Oh but love is fleeting
    it's sad but true
    But when your heart is beating
    You don't wanna hear the news
    She packed her bags
    and with a Wyomie County real estate man
    She ran down to Tampa
    In an "El Dorado Grande"
    She wrote back home, "Dear Mama
    Life is just heaven in the sun
    From small things, mama
    Big things one day come"Well she shot him dead
    On a sunny Florida road
    When they caught her all she said
    Was she couldn't stand the way he droveBack home lonesome Johnny
    Prays for his baby's parole
    He waits on the hillside
    Where the Wyomie waters roll
    At his feet and almost grown now
    A blue-eyed daughter and a handsome son
    Well from small things, mama
    Big things one day come
    Well from small things, mama
  • At sixteen she quit high school to
    make her fortune in the promised land
    She got a job behind the counter in an
    all night hamburger stand
    She wrote faithfully home to mama
    "Now mama don't you worry none"
    From small things, mama
    Big things one day comeIt was late one Friday he pulled in
    out of the dark
    He was tall and handsome; first she
    took his order, then she took his heart
    They bought a house up on the hillside
    Where little feet soon would run
    From small things, mama
    Big things one day comeBRIDGE:
    Oh but love is fleeting
    it's sad but true
    But when your heart is beating
    You don't wanna hear the news
    She packed her bags
    and with a Wyomie County real estate man
    She ran down to Tampa
    In an "El Dorado Grande"
    She wrote back home, "Dear Mama
    Life is just heaven in the sun
    From small things, mama
    Big things one day come"Well she shot him dead
    On a sunny Florida road
    When they caught her all she said
    Was she couldn't stand the way he droveBack home lonesome Johnny
    Prays for his baby's parole
    He waits on the hillside
    Where the Wyomie waters roll
    At his feet and almost grown now
    A blue-eyed daughter and a handsome son
    Well from small things, mama
    Big things one day come
    Well from small things, mama