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

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