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    "White Lies and Picket Fences" Lyrics

    Tammy Cochran

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    Billy leaned on the hood of the car
    With a match stick in his mouth
    And I watched him through the crack in the windshield
    we were goin' South
    All the way down to Alabama
    Said he had a job down there
    But we were gonna drive just a little bit further
    And get a room somewhere.

    We drove past little white houses
    With porch swings and there was always
    Someone else's kids in the yard
    And I remember sayin', hey
    Wouldn't it be nice if we could live that way
    And he was always sayin' we were gonna
    But sometimes you should listen to your mama
    Cause someday, some boy is gonna tell ya
    How he'll treat you like a princess
    But sometimes they're just little white lies with picket fences.

    Well, I spent most of that year waitin' tables
    'Cause Billy's job well it didn't work out
    And one night he took the cash in the kitchen
    And he cut clean out of town
    Now I'm looking out the window of this run down apartment
    A little older now and six months along
    And sometimes I think about Billy
    But most times I don't.

    I think about little white houses,
    With porch swings and there was
    Always someone else's kids in the yard
    And I remember sayin' hey
    Wouldn't it be nice if we could live that way
    And he was always saying we were gonna
    But sometimes you should listen to your mama
    'Cause someday some boy is gonna tell ya
    How he'll treat you like a princess
    But sometimes they're just little white lies
    with picket fences.

    Billy leaned on the hood of the car
    With a match stick in his mouth...
    This song was submitted on April 9th, 2007 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Jess Brown, Tony Lane, Tammy Powell.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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