Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
Corey Smith
A fist through the window
A foot in the front door
A belly full of wiskey and cocaine
He went of the deep end
Yelled I hate you I'm leaving
I'm taking this car and you won't ever see me agian
And she Cried ooohohoh Where's my little baby
She cried ooohohoh where's my sweet little boy
Have i already lost him
Have i already lost him
Four in the morning she heard the fone ring
And knew it was gonna be real bad
They told her they found him
Just south of blood mountian
The car was in peices
But he was hanging on by the thread
And she Cried ooohohoh not my little baby
She cried ooohohoh not my sweet little boy
Have i already lost him
It was a Long time coming
He was a time bomb waiting to blow
He had to hit rock bottom
He had to fight with the devil
And pay up the death he was owed
Aw
A holy revival his head in the bible
Learning to walk strait agian
Now he's clean and sober
It'll be a year in october
He's holding a good job
And mama is so proud of him
And she says ooohohoh that's my little baby
She says ooohohoh that's my sweet little boy
And she says ooohohoh that's my little baby
And she says ooohohoh that's my little boy
I thought we had lost him
Lord i thought we had lost him