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Milkman
If Mama would've loved the milkman
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
If she'd've had a ride in his white van
Up and down Baker Street
On a Monday with her hair down and her hand
About to slide between his knees
But Mama never did love nothin' but Daddy and me
If Mama would've smoked her a cigarette
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
If she'd've done more than the dishes
Untied them apron strings
She'd be sittin' in her sundress on the back porch
Mixing whiskey and sweet tea
Mama never did think twice about feelin' this free
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
Drinkin' on a Sunday was a sin
She might've made it past the water tower
If she'd've loved the milkman
If I could be more like Mama
Maybe she wouldn't judge me
Sometimes I think Mama
Wants to be more like me
But it's too late 'cause her hair's gray
And the years have started showing on her cheeks
'Cause Mama never did have nothin' but Daddy and me
Mama never liked to pick wild flowers
Drinkin' on a Sunday was a sin
She might've made it past the water tower
If she'd've loved the milkman
Mhmm, mhmm
Mhmm, mhmm
Mhmm, mhmm