Selma Drye

Lyrics
[Verse 1] My great grandma's name was Selma Drye Everybody tells me I got her hazel eyes It turn Carolina Blue when I cry And that's alright with me She kept a 38 special and a can of snuff In the pocket of her rip incase something came up She grew up ragged and she grew up rough The way she had been [Chorus] I know so much she'd be proud of me 'Cause I'm the only apple on the tree That didn't hit the ground And sit down in the mud [Verse 2] But she's up in Heaven raising hell And if I can stand up by myself It's 'cause her gunpowder's running through my blood And when I die put me in the ground beside… Selma Drye [Verse 2] Folks round town, they said she was neat But never saw the woman I've seen Never even touched a washing machine And hung everything on the line Kept the peaches and her money in a can and jar Never owned a TV or drove a car That stuff don't make you what you are She used to say that all the time [Chorus] I know so much she'd be proud of me 'Cause I'm the only apple on the tree That didn't hit the ground And sit down in the mud [Verse 3] But she's up in heaven raising hell And if I can stand up by myself It's 'cause her gunpowder's running through my blood And when I die put me in the ground beside… Selma Drye I still got her words of wisdom playing in my head And her old beat-up Bible's on my night stand by my bed [Chorus] I know so much she'd be proud of me 'Cause I'm the only apple on the tree That didn't hit the ground And sit down in the mud [Verse 4] But she's up in heaven raising hell And if I can stand up by myself It's 'cause her gunpowder's running through my blood And when I die put me in the ground beside… When I die just put me in the ground beside… Selma Drye [Outro] Selma Drye
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Credits
- Writers
- Kellie Pickler
- Billy Montana
- Phillip Lammonds