I ain't the kind you take home to mama. I ain't the kind to wear no ring. Somehow I always get stronger, when I'm on my second drink. Even though I hate to admit it, sometimes I smoke cigarettes. The Christian folks say I should quit it, I just smile and say "god bless". 'Cause I heard Jesus he drank wine, and I bet we'd get along just fine. He could calm a storm and heal the blind, and I bet he'd understand a heart like mine. Daddy cried when he saw my tattoo, but said he loved me anyway. My brother got the brains of the family, so I thought I'd learn to sing. And I'll fly away from it all one day. And I'll fly, I'll fly away. But these are the days that I will remember, when my names called on a roll. He'll meet me with two long stem glasses, and make a toast to me coming home.
I'm Summer and I don't know how to make buttons for you to get a hold of me, lol.
Everyone should listen to this song.
No exceptions.
