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Darrell Scott Family Tree

I was born and raised in my father's house Can catching rain in the kitchen He said a good song never comes to those who chase It comes to those who

When There's No One Around This is the song that nobody knows I couldn't begin to describe how it goes But it makes me cry and laugh right out loud

She's the sweetest when she's sleeping I've watched her many times She'll wake up and she'll catch me Looking straight into her eyes But she never seems

let's go Where we get the money, honey, I don't know One more baby's all right by me We'll just add another limb to the family tree Raisin' up babies

Now I'm making payments on my father's house I've patched up the holes in the ceiling And he's moved out west to live with the best With a restless heart

She was found in her bedroom with a note on the wall Saying take me or leave me, it don't matter now at all Her passing made the papers though there