From Small Things (Big Things One Day Come)

Bruce Springsteen
Album : Essential Bruce Spr...
Composition : Bruce Springsteen

At sixteen she quit high school
To make a fortune in the promised land
She got a job behind the counter
In an all night hamburger stand
She wrote faithfully home to mama
″Now mama don′t you worry none″
From small things, mama, big things one day come
It was late one Friday
He pulled in out of the dark
He was tall and handsome
First she took his order, then she took his heart
They bought a house up on the hillside
Where little feet would soon run
From small things, mama, big things one day come
Oh but love is fleeting
It′s sad but true
But when your heart is beating
You don′t wanna hear the news
She packed her bags
And with a Wyomie County real estate man
She ran down to Tampa
In and ″El Dorado Grande″
She wrote back home, Dear Mama
Life is just heaven in the sun
From small things, mama, big things one day come″
Well, she shot him dead on a sunny Florida road
When they caught her all she said
Was she couldn′t stand the way he drove
Back home lonesome Johnny prays for his baby′s parole
He waits high on the hillside
Where the Wyomie waters roll
And his feet and almost grown now
A blue-eyed daughter and a handsome son
Well from small things, mama, big things one day come
Well from small things, mama, big things one day come