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Scotty McCreery
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Dirty Dishes
Mama hollers, 'Supper time and don't make me tell you twice Wash your hands and wipe your face The table's no place for your toys and try to use your inside voice Don't dig in 'til we say grace'
So we put down our forks and bowed our heads And then she prayed the strangest prayer ever said
'I wanna thank You, Lord, for noisy children and slammin' doors And clothes scattered all over the floor My husband workin' all the time, draggin' in dead tired at night My never endin' messy kitchen and dirty dishes'
We all got real still and quiet and daddy asked, 'Honey, you alright?' She said, 'Dear, ain't nothing wrong' Noisy kids are happy kids and slammin' doors just means we live 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 In a warm and lovin' home
Your long hours and those dishes in the sink Means a job and enough to eat
So I'm gonna thank You, Lord For noisy children and slammin' doors And clothes scattered all over the floor My husband workin' all the time Draggin' in dead tired at night My never endin' messy kitchen
For my little busy bees beggin', mama, mama can you please? Always wantin' me to call their name Loads of laundry pilin' up, crayons crushed into the rug And those little sticky kisses and dirty dishes, and dirty dishes
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