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