That new tattoo still stung just a little
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The old guy said "Well, what do you think?
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Is this what you wanted?
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Just the word 'freedom'
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Surrounded by eagles' wings"
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He said "It's none of my business,
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But who is this angel,
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That you had me cover up?"
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I said "Oh, that's just a name,
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It still makes me think of a girl I used to love"
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But I figured she's probably somebody's mama by now
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I bet she's covered in diamonds, that car that she's driving
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Cost more than most people's house.
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She used to say how she wanted babies and I was too young to slow down
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But I figured she's probably somebody's mama by now.
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We used to sit on the hood of my old blue Camaro and watch the sun come up
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Stare out across that big sleepy desert, like the whole world revolved us
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And I hope she'd smile if she knew right now, that I was talking like this
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But she's out there somewhere, makin' somebody happy, wherever she is
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But I figured she's probably somebody's mama by now
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I bet she's covered in diamonds, that car that she's driving
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Cost more than most people's house.
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She used to say how she wanted babies and I was too young to slow down
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But I figured she's probably somebody's mama by now.
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I don't know where she is,
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I'm glad I don't know where she lives,
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Cause one day I just might show up at her door.
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But I figured she's probably somebody's mama by now
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I bet she's covered in diamonds, that car that she's driving
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Cost more than most people's house.
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She used to say how she wanted babies and I was too young to slow down
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But I figured she's probably somebody's mama by now.
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Oh, I figured she's probably somebody's mama by now.
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Somebody's Mama
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| Joe Nichols |
