Cuttin' Onions

[Verse 1] Homemade curtains in the breeze Green grass stains on both of my knees My first memory Was mama poppin' grease and fryin' chicken Cryin', cuttin' onions in the kitchen Sunday mornin', my best shirt Crock-Pot's on for dinner after church Dad was baptized by Lynchburg Mama'd always beg him to come with us Cryin', cuttin' onions in the kitchen [Chorus] Jesus on a cross down the hallway in a picture Devil's in the bottom of a bottle of brown liquor Daddy's on the front porch pourin' one more high or more Than Haggard's pickin' And mama's cuttin' onions in the kitchen [Verse 2] 17, summer buzz I stumbled in, she waited up Screen door creaked and there she was Both our eyes werе red 'cause I'd been sippin' She said shе'd been cuttin' onions in the kitchen [Chorus] Jesus on a cross down the hallway in a picture Devil's in the bottom of a bottle of brown liquor Daddy's on the front porch pourin' one more high or more Than Haggard's pickin' And mama's cuttin' onions in the kitchen [Bridge] Flowers have the dirt Behind white picket fences Mama tried on vinyl Keeps on spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' [Chorus] Jesus on a cross down the hallway in a picture Devil's in the bottom of a bottle of brown liquor Daddy's six feet in the ground, everybody's at the house Nevermind all the colored dishes Mama's cuttin' onions in the kitchen Mm