Kitty Malone sat on a mule, was riding in style. When suddenly, like the sound of a buzzard's breaking. Kity felt laser beams being fired at her head.
I was walking down the street. In my blue jeans and my bare feet. I saw old Mrs. Mayo in her garden so high. . She got her prize azaleas. And her big ole fat tomatoes.
I'd like to tell myself. If you showed up tonight. I'd tell you to go to hell. And get on with my life. . I'd just walk away without a fight. Without one tear falling from my eye.
I have always believed. God won't give me more than I can handle. But sometimes when it's so hard. And I'm falling apart, I wonder if I can take this hurt.