Lletres: Regina Belle. Other. Ticket Out Of Kansas.

I got my brother
Frank's suitcase
He used it once
To join the army
But they found out
He had flat feet
And stayed gone
Barely two weeks
I got my sister
Pearl's best dress
She used
To wear it dancin'
But now she's married
To a preacher
And they don't allow
That kind of thing

And i'm standing
By this greyhound
I'm so scared
That i can't stand it
All dressed up
In their hand me downs
With this ticket
Out of kansas
Oh, my ticket
Out of kansas

Now aunt louise
Thinks i can sing
She thinks
I've got a shot
She gave me her
First wedding ring
She let me put in hock
Momma swears
That i'm a treasure
That i've got
Diamonds in my soul
Waiting
To be discovered
Waiting
For the world to know

And i'm climbing
Aboard this greyhound
I'm so scared
That i can't stand it
All packed up
With all
Their hand me downs
And this ticket
Out of kansas
Oh, my ticket
Out of kansas

Daddy
Hands me his bible
It's marked
The book of jobe
He says girl
You're gonna need it
Girl you better go

And i'm waiting
From this greyhound
I'm so scared
That i can't stand it
All packed up
With their hand me downs
And this ticket
Out of kansas
They are all waitin'
At my greyhound
I'm so scared
That i can't stand
Cuz i know
So many dreams
Are bound
With this ticket
Out of kansas

Oh, my ticket
Out of kansas
Ticket
Out of kansas
Oh, my ticket
Out of kansas
Oh, my ticket

(Thanks to Rafael for these lyrics)