Old Tin Can

[Verse 1]
My mom is my biggest fan
She keeps my records in an old tin can
Every time I get another one made
I go and laid up by her grave
I take some roses and I sit a while
I think back to when I was a child
Ma, your boys become a man
Here's another for your old tin can

[Verse 2]
Did you listen to the one before?
I didn't think I'd make many more
It takes money and I ain't got much
I thought I might have lost my magic touch
This one will take a little getting used to
And I'm sorry about the language I use
There the onе about Jesus Christ
I know you tried to raise mе right

[Verse 3]
Hey mom, you're my biggest fan
I come and see you any time I can
I'm living back in Tennessee
A little closer to the family
I brought some roses and I sit a while
Think back to when I was a child
Ma, your boys become a man
Here's another for your old tin can
Here's another for your old tin can
Another for your old tin can