Jenrose and the Kentucky Bootleggers: Music

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She sat by the river and smiled at the man with the camera
She was holding her old fishing pole and her lit cigarette
He was handsome like Mooney and she had a fire like Loretta
When the troubles of lovers had not got a hold of them yet

Now she sits in a picture frame hung by the son of a daughter
He takes comfort in knowing she’s still looking down over him
Now she weren’t no angel, but she was his rock of Gibraltar
And he still remembers the lessons she taught him back then

(She’d say)
You can’t depend on anyone else
But yourself to find your way home
Cuz in this world boy
You got to make your own

Now she always said that Kentucky men make the best lovers
And she loved his papaw right up to the day that she died
But she up’d and left him the minute that he was unfaithful
Cuz he had her heart…
But she had her pride

She’d say “Son, if you can’t learn to stand it, you’d best learn to fix it”
And she always wanted a house and a Mercedes Benz
So she rolled up her sleeves and she packed up her daughters
And she got ‘em both without taking a nickel from him

(She said)
You can’t depend on anyone else
But yourself to find your way home
Cuz in this world boy
You got to make your own

She worked for Western Electric
For all of 32 years
And she got free long distance calls
From the telephone pioneers

Now she sits in that picture frame hung by the son of a daughter
He says “She was the woman who taught me to be who I am
Just a fish-catchin’ card-playin’ Hank-lovin’ blue collar cowboy
A hard-headed wrangler in love with a goodhearted man”

And now he’ll hold his head high in the saddle
As he travels this rugged old road
And he’ll live out the lessons she taught him
With a love that will never grow old

And he won’t depend on anyone else
But himself to find his way home
Cuz in this world boy
You got to make our own
Yes in this world now
We got to make our own