At sixteen she quit high school to

make her fortune in the promised land

She got a job behind the counter in 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 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 the hillside

Where little feet soon would run

From small things, mama

Big things one day come



BRIDGE:

Oh but love is fleeting

it's sad but true

But when your heart is beating

You don't wanna hear the news

She packed her bags

and with a Wyomie County real estate man

She ran down to Tampa

In an "El Dorado Grande"

She wrote back home, "Dear Mama

Life is just heaven in the sun

From small things, mama

Big things one day come"



Well she shot him dead

On a sunny Florida road

When they caught her all she said

Was she couldn't stand the way he drove



Back home lonesome Johnny

Prays for his baby's parole

He waits on the hillside

Where the Wyomie waters roll

At his feet and almost grown now

A blue-eyed daughter and a handsome son

Well from small things, mama

Big things one day come

Well from small things, mama