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story slaughter - woman named willie lyrics

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woman named willie lyrics
[verse 1]
born and raised in the plains
not much money to her name
she was one of ten kids in a box cart
she got married at sixteen
to a man who drank jim beam
named their daughters after movie stars
she goes to church every sunday
and i know when she bows her head to pray
it’s for those that she’s loved and lost so far

[chorus]
alone in her home
she sits by the phone
and i should call her but i don’t
how dare i read her letters
when i don’t write my own
she asks for so littlе
but she gives so freely

god i want to be likе that woman named willie

[verse 2]
i see her at holidays
she’s last to bed and first to wake
she never asks for help at all
and her eyes begin to shine when i tell her stories from my life
as if knowing me is all she wants
[chorus]
alone in her home
she sits by the phone
and i should call her but i don’t
how dare i read her letters
when i don’t write my own
she asks for so little
but she gives so freely

god i wanna be like that woman named willie

[bridge]
i watch her in hawaii
see the ocean for the first time at seventy
and that’s the image that i think i’m to remember
just how simple life’s joys should be
but it breaks my heart to know
that she’s alone

[chorus]
alone in her home
she sits by the phone
and i should call her but i don’t
how dare i read her letters
when i don’t write my own
she asks for so little
but she gives so freely
god i wanna be like that woman named willie

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