She was almost out of high school when she left home
Got a job in an office
She answered the phone
Her boss was a creep
He wouldn’t leave her alone

She had to go

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Middle of that mess she met a fine young man

They rolled into Houston in a Chevrolet van

Louisiana tags, a beautiful band of gold

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They carried each other so long
But they drifted apart never really went wrong

Just married too young both moved along c'est la vie

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She starts every day just fine

She hears that voice same place same time

Her mother is in the mirror with the same old lines to say

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She says
You know better baby
Say grace
Don’t even try
You can’t take your brother’s place

Don’t even try
Don’t give me that face any more

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So where does the time go
Now there is gray in her hair
She sits at her dressing table
In a wrought iron chair
Wears a terry cloth robe
With a tear
When she's alone

The tv says war in the holy land
She looks at the wrinkles on the
Back of her hand
Rubs her finger where she wore a wedding band

She looks away

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Precious savior
She remembers a hymn

It's a hymn
She never liked
She goes to the gym, goes to work

Dinner with a friend falls asleep
With the tv on

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You know better baby
Say grace
Don’t even try
You can’t take your brother's place don’t even try
Don’t give me that face anymore

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Say grace baby you know how

All these years even now

Stand up, mother take a bow

'Cause you still make her cry

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