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Above the Ground

Dalice Malice

I had a man down in Missouri.
He said he’d take good care of me
he told me not to worry. He said:
Tomorrow, well that sun might not shine.
And you’ve got to live your life like you’re running out of time.
‘Cause you’ll surely be crying on that judgment day.
So there ain’t no reason to waste tears on me.

I was just the daughter of a midwest beauty queen.
He was a son-of-a-gun who was tall, dark, handsome, and mean.

I told him one day i’m gonna chase those city lights.
‘Cause I’m sick of singing old country songs on karaoke night.
Oh, some days I feel like I’m just chasing my tail.
I want the tales they tell the day I die to be the ones where I prevail.

What do you think I’ve been doing wrong?
What do you think I could do to make him proud?
That old eye, up there in the clouds

Oh well, I’ll try my hardest and I’ll keep my head up and I’ll keep myself above the ground.

I told that man, every night and day:
“go find me some money, honey, so we can run away.”
Judge, how was I to know that he would run right out
and steal an old, black, Chevy pickup from the Walmart parking lot.
He came home with a suitcase said: “Just take what you can.”
I guess he finally realized it was time for him to be my man.

He kept his foot down on the floor boards and he kept it riding fast.
I sat in the passenger seat, quiet as I counted up the cash.

And we didn’t stop for gas until we hit that state line.
We kept it real cool every time we saw those flashing lights.
We just kept on a riding till we hit that western coast.
Swearing the sunshine and the ocean would do good for us both

What do you think, I’ve been doing wrong?
What do you think, I could do to make him proud?
That old eye, up there in the clouds
I’ll try my hardest, and I’ll keep my head up and I’ll keep myself above the ground.

Above the ground. Above the ground. Above the ground.

And I listened to every word that rolled off that serpent’s tongue.
In that sweet, southern voice that got me hotter than the sun
Oh, well, I’d follow that man until the end of the earth.
But I always came back crying like a widow in a hearse.

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