Women from the
PTA whisper
They sideways glance
when I walk by
And say, look how far she's fallen
And ain't it just appalling
Why they gossip in the grocery line
But a woman's gotta do what
a woman's gotta do
Cause there's always a rent to pay
And when your kid
s need new shoes
There's nothing left to do
but put your pride away
But I fly over this town when the skies
bleed and the bars are closed down
And I still hope and I pray
for something someday
I tried cleaning houses,
working at the dollar mart
But to see my baby
boys go hungry
Very nearly broke my heart
And I'm not cheap
and I'm not easy
I'm just parading my groceries
And I can handle calls and stares
But just a few more years till no one wants
to look at me
But I fly over this town
And when the skies bleed and
the fires are closed down
And I still hope and I pray for something someday
I'd like to stop here after workin'
For some kindness and a cup of joe
And the waitress here
is always nice to me
Even though I think she knows it
And she always asks me how I'm doing
If my kids caught that awful flu
Once she put her hand on
my hand and said
Honey, you just do what
you gotta do
But I fly over
this town
And when the skies bleed and
the bars are closed down
I still hope and I pray for something someday