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My great grandma’s name was Selma Drye Everybody tell me I got her hazel eyes It turn Carolina blue when I cry And that’s alright with me She kept a 38 special and a can of snuff In the pocket of her rip in case something came up She grew up ragged and she grew up rough The way she had been I know so much she’d be proud of me ‘Cause I’m the only apple on the tree That didn’t hit the ground And sit down in the mud But she’s up in heaven raising hell And if I can stand up by myself It’s ‘cause her gunpowder’s running through my blood And when I die put me in the ground beside… Selma Drye Folks round town, they said she was neat But never saw the woman I’ve seen Never even touched a washing machine And hung everything on the line Kept the peaches and her money in a can and jar Letras de cancionesNever owned a TV or drove a car That stuff don’t make you what you are She used to say that all the time I know so much she’d be proud of me ‘Cause I’m the only apple on the tree That didn’t hit the ground And sit down in the mud But she’s up in heaven raising hell And if I can stand up by myself It’s ‘cause her gunpowder’s running through my blood And when I die put me in the ground beside… Selma Drye I still got her words of wisdom playing in my head And her old beat-up Bible’s on my night stand by my bed I know so much she’d be proud of me ‘Cause I’m the only apple on the tree That didn’t hit the ground And sit down in the mud But she’s up in heaven raising hell And if I can stand up by myself It’s ‘cause her gunpowder’s running through my blood And when I die put me in the ground beside… When I die just put me in the ground beside… Selma Drye Selma Drye… From Letras Mania