I met John Wayne and Jesus when I was just a kid. They both had on their cowboy hats just like I'd pictured them. I stood up at the front of the class waving my American flag.
I was born down in San Antone; daddy would leave us all alone. Big rig, rolling thunder on a Dallas bound highway, home. Mama got a job, and she worked real hard.
I give him love the best I can,. But you don't seem to understand.. It's not always deep,. But it's always true and he does not belong to you.. Hey, I do not forgive, and I do not forget..