Ashley Ray - Pauline

Well, at her funeral
Walking back from the cemetery
Uncle Tim grabbed a hold of me and hugged me
And said, as long as you're alive
Your mother will never be dead
And, umm, all of my mom's family
Said, I can't get over how much you look like Peggy
And her name is actually Paulina
Yeah, her name's Paulina
She has no middle name

Mom got your locket
Dad got your gun
Kari got your diamond ring
Cousin Josiah got your forty-fives
And the cross that you kept on a string

I'm not sure who, but
I think Aunt Ruby
Got your '69 Pontiac
And poor Uncle Paul got the rest of it all
Right down to the frames and the tacks

And I got your name
I got your name
Got your hand me down heart
I got your blood in my veins
I got your disposition
I got your mean
The way I stand in the kitchen
And I never listen
Call me Pauline

To make the ends meet
You canned pork 'n' beans
At Stokley's van camp factory
When that work went missin'
You packed ammunition
To keep shoes on all of their feet

They tell the stories
Of your faded glory
And how you and me are the same
I never met you
But I can't forget you
Every time mama gets angry

I got your name
I got your name
Got your hand me down heart
I got your blood in my veins
I got your disposition
I got your mean
The way I stand in the kitchen
And I never listen
Call me Pauline

She did what she had to do to make her family comfortable
And never complained or never bragged about it
Never, it never became an issue, she just did it
There's no ifs ands or buts about
When she believes in something, she believes in it
And, umm, wasn't anybody gonna change her mind about it

I got your name
I got your name
Got your hard workin' hands
And your mouth like a runaway train
I got your disposition
I got your mean
The way I stand in the kitchen
And I never listen
Call me Pauline

The way I stand in the kitchen
And I never listen
Call me Pauline

Written by:
Ashley Ray, Sean McConnell

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