From Small Things (Big Things One Day Come)

At 16 she quit high school

To make a fortune in the promise land

Got a job behind the counter

Of an all-night hamburger stand

She wrote faithfully home to Mama:

Now Mama, don't you worry none

From small things, Mama, big things one day come

It was late one Friday

As he pulled in out of the dark.

He was tall and handsome;

First she took his order; then she took his heart.

They bought a house up on a hillside

Where little feet once had run

From small things, Mama, big things one day come.

Good love is fleeting,

It's sad but it's true

But when your heart is bleeding,

You don't wanna hear the news

She packed her bags; went to Wyoming with a real estate man

They drove down to Tampa in an El Dorado Grande

She writes home "dear Mama, life is heaven in the sun"

From small things, Mama, big things one day come

She shot him dead

On a sunny Florida road,

But when they caught her asll she said was

She couldn't stand the way he drove.

Back home, lonesome Johnny

Waits for his baby's parole;

He sits high up on a hillside,

Where the Wyoming river flows.

At his feet, and almost grown now,

Sits a daughter and a handsome son.

From small things, Mama, big things one day come