Big Houses

When I was young, my mom and I
Would drive out on the west side of town
Where the streets are nicer
Sun shines brighter, I still don’t know how
And we’d go real slow, roll down the windows, yeah
The family on the corner
Always sat on their front porch swing
I could tell by their shiny cars and smiles
They don’t worry about a thing
And I’d make up names, picture us
In those picture frames and we’d go
Driving after church on Sunday taking the long way
Trying to get the hell out of our part of town
Where the grass ain’t green and the rent’s dirt cheap
All we had was her and me, but for an hour
We could dream about it living in big houses
Living in big houses
I bet around December
They go find a Christmas tree
It’s the biggest one on the whole lot
And I bet on Christmas Eve
Their mom says a different kind of prayer
'Cause everyone they love is there
Oh, but mine would take me
Driving after church on Sunday taking the long way
Trying to get the hell out of our part of town
Where the grass ain’t green and the rent’s dirt cheap
All we had was her and me, but for an hour
We could dream about it living in big houses
Living in big houses
When every kid in class
Was making cards for Father’s Day in June
I made one for her 'cause
My Wonder Woman was my Superman too
She’d make me feel like we’re flying when we’d go
Driving after church on Sunday taking the long way
Trying to get the hell out of our part of town
Where the grass ain’t green and the rent’s dirt cheap
All we had was her and me, but for an hour
We could dream about it living in big houses
Living in big houses, living in big houses