Shelly Fairchild
Shelly Fairchild
Shelly Fairchild
Shelly Fairchild
Shelly Fairchild
Shelly Fairchild
Shelly Fairchild
Shelly Fairchild
Shelly Fairchild
Shelly Fairchild
Shelly Fairchild
Here we go again
On this telephone line
Everytime we talk I always end up cryin
You’re always telling me about what I’m missing
If I came back there I’d only end up wishing
Mamma I can come home but I can’t stay long
Gotta make a little money tryin to sing my song
My heart’s still there even though I’m gone
I’ve put my roots deep in the ground of that tiny town
I can remember all the things you’ve said
I hear your sweet voice talking in my head
I’m a Mississippi girl, know I won’t forget it
But if I don’t stay here I know I’m going to regret it
Mamma I can come home but I can’t stay long
Gotta make a little money tryin’ to sing my song
My hearts still there even though I’m gone
I’ve put my roots deep in the ground of that tiny town
I feel your arms around me like it's yesterday
I’m still daddy’s little girl and I won't go away
You know that I’m a dreamer and I’ve got to do this, gotta do this
But know that I wish
That I could come home
I just can’t stay long
Gotta make a little money tryin’ to sing my songs
My hearts still there even though I’m gone
I put my roots deep in the ground
Of that tiny town
Of that tiny town
Of that tiny town