till the sun had gone down.
We've stood and we've cried
A hailstorm beating the crops
No amount of money could buy from me
The memories that I have of then
No amount of money could pay me
To go back and live through
I've seen him work till he's
And I've seen mama lay there in suffering,
in need of a doctor we couldn't
Anything at all was more than we had
No amount of money could buy from me
the memories that I have of then
No amount of money could pay me
to go back and live through
and crowned ice on the floor
Where the wind would blow snow
through the cracks in the wall
I had nothing decent to wear at all
So I longed for love that I never had
No amount of money could buy from me
The memories that I have of then
No amount of money could pay me
To go back and live through