Potholes Lyrics - Harps & Angels - Randy Newman

I love women 

Have all my life 

I love my dear mother 

And I love my wife - God bless her 

I even love my teenage daughter 

There's no accounting for it 

Apparently I don't care how I'm treated 

My love is unconditional or something 

I've been hurt a time or two 

I ain't gonna lie 

I have my doubts sometimes 

About the ethics of the so-called fairer sex 

Fair about what? 

But I find time goes by 

And one forgives as one forgets 

And one does forget 

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God bless the potholes 

Down on memory lane 

God bless the potholes 

Down on memory lane 

Everything that happens to me now 

Is consigned to oblivion by my brain 

I remember my father 

My brother of course 

I remember my mother 

I spoke of her earlier and I remember that 

I remember the smell of cut grass 

And going off to play ball in the morning 

Funny story about that 

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Now I used to pitch 

I could get the ball over the plate 

But anyway, this one time 

I must of thrown a football around or something 

the day before 

I walked about fourteen kids in a row 

Cried 

Walked off the mound 

Handed the ball to the third baseman 

And just left the field 

Anyway, many years later 

I brought the woman who was to become my 

second wife - God bless her 

To meet my father for the first time 

They exchanged pleasantries 

I left the room for a moment 

It was the first time he had met her you understand 

When I came back 

He was telling her the story 

Right off the bat 

About how I had walked fourteen kids 

Cried and left the mound 

Next time he met her told her the same 

goddamn story! 

God bless the potholes 

Down on memory lane 

God bless the potholes 

Down on memory lane 

I hope some real big ones open up 

And take some of the memories that do remain