Granny never cursed or drank or wore her dresses high
She’d sing I’ll Fly Away on Sunday; make the preacher cry
Thirty years of livin’, fearin’ God, and penny pinchin’, after grandpa died
Cannin’ beans, mending jeans, planting seeds and pullin’ weeds…
I’ve been inspired thru the years by some strong and fiery women
They’ve lead the way from the day they kicked their way out of the kitchen
So I’m workin’ my way, down that trail they blazed…
To the good hearted woman Hall of Fame!
Sometimes when the world is rough and I don’t feel so strong,
I dust off my old records and I put my sisters on.
Tammy and Loretta, make me feel better when they sing those heartfelt songs
Butcher holler, hard earned dollar, don’t give up when times get tough
There’s no four walls, no hallowed halls,
Just a bond that binds us all…