Intro: verse 1 My momma used to tell me son you better get your work done You’re daddy’s comin home at five And if you ain’t all through With the chores you gotta do Boy I’m gonna tan you alive I was glued to the radio listening to My hero’s sing them sad old songs Singin ‘em sadder than one car funeral Nobody sings like Jones I’d take that old kitchen broom up to my room and play it like an old guitar Or sit out on the porch trying to sing like George dream about becoming a star Well the things I never did when I was just a kid made me what I am today You see momma used to whip me with a George Jones album that’s why I sing, this way. verse 2 So I ended up in Nashville working at a sawmill just to be close to stars But I got a little broke but I couldn’t ask my folks so I had to hock my old guitar Well I still hang around Tooties Orchid Lounge thinkin he’ll walk through that door But a voice in my mind said your wastin’ time Cause George don’t drink no more. I used to take that old kitchen broom up to my room and play it like an old guitar Or sit out on the porch trying to sing like George dream about becoming a star Well the things I never did when I was just a kid made me what I am today You see momma used to whip me with a George Jones album that’s why I sing, this way. Solo: Well the things I never did when I was just a kid made me what I am today You see momma used to whip me with a George Jones album that’s why I sing, this way. Momma used to whip me with a George Jones album that’s why I sing, this way.