She Smoked in the House

She smoked in the house Burnt holes in the couch Lipstick-circled butts in the ashtray She saved in Folgers cans Swore credit was a scam Bought everything at Sears on Layaway She was Ford over a Chevy Pepsi over Coke Country or western, Owens or Jones That kitchen radio was playin' loud She smoked in the house Wouldn't throw nothin' out She'd cut the mold off cantaloupe and cheese The Farmer's Almanac told her when to plant Petunias, potatoes and peas She was never take a handout, always stand up for the flag Country and western, Loretta and Hag That kitchen radio was singin' loud And I hate cigarettes But I miss all that smoke That my grandma blew Back when I grew up with her and that radio She smoked in the house She'd laughed and crush one out Light another and put coffee in her cream And it's 1984 And I'm asking for one more Story when I see her in my dreams