Spitfire

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Spitfire

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Young love one month a wife River took him under, took his life She cried "oh Lord, how can I be A widow before eighteen?" New love, moved too fast A little bitty baby, blue lights, a crash And she cried, "Oh God is this a dream? How could you take him from me?" She's a spitfire, spitfire Tougher than thorns on a brier And you really can't blame her If she's easy to anger She's a spitfire Third love, not quite the charm Doctor born addiction stole his heart She cried "Oh God, just takе me now Or dammit give me strеngth somehow" Five kids and broke with no way out She's a spitfire, spitfire Queen of a tip toe high wire No you really can't blame her That nobody can tame her She's a spitfire Old age, seen it all Factories, tragedies big and small Son died young, her kidney too With calloused smile she pushes through She's a spitfire, spitfire With a take it or leave it desire And you really can't blame her When she's easy to anger She's a spitfire She's in my blood, oh she's a spitfire She's in my blood, oh she's a spitfire

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  • Sierra Hull