Texty: Lucinda Williams. He Never Got Enough Love.

His mama ran off when he was just a kid
So he never really knew her at all
Just a picture of a girl in a sad blue dress
Hangin' beside a cross on the wall

His daddy used to drive those eighteen wheelers
Now he drives the bottle deep into the night
He was always sayin', "Son, you're just no good
You'll never do anything right"

He never got enough love in all his life
He wasn't brought up right, he never got enough love

The screams and the bruises and the broken bottles
These were things he understood
From busted chairs to a broken heart
He got away as soon as he could

When he was just eighteen he got his very own gun
He just shot a kid near a liquor store one night
He was all mixed up, he never understood why
He was only lookin' to prove his daddy right

He never got enough love in all his life
He wasn't brought up right, he never got enough love

He never got enough love in all his life
He wasn't brought up right, he never got enough love