I'm Paying For My Raising - Loretta Lynn

Well, Junior got his driver’s license Thursday

Then he wrecked the family car on Friday night

The baby throws a tantrum, if she don’t get her way

Nothing ever seems to ever turn out right

I guess I’m paying for my raising

Like my Mama said I’d do when I was grown

She said, «Gal, you’ll pay your dues

Pay 'em well when you have children of your own»

Well, my mama was young when her turned grey

And I’m looking for mine to turn that way

I won’t find it amazing

Since I’m paying for my raising

Now my little girl thinks that she is mistreated

When I insist that she hangs up her clothes

Well, I get upset and say things that shouldn’t be repeated

And I’m ashamed of a lot of words my baby knows

I guess I’m paying for my raising

Like my Mama said I’d do when I was grown

She said, «Gal, you’ll pay your dues

Pay 'em well when you have children of your own»

Well, my mama was young when her turned grey

And I’m looking for mine to turn that way

I won’t find it amazing

Since I’m paying for my raising

No, I won’t find it amazing

Since I’m paying for my raising