Kelsey Waldon - High in Heels Lyrics

High in heels, high on pills
Now who in the hell's gonna pay them bills?
Hands are tired, hands are tied
Now who in the hell will keep you satisfied?

We waited on the job but it took too long,
Brother got in trouble, now the money's all gone
Now mama's sick, now I sling bottle's at the mule
And people still ask me why I didn't go to school

Now you might say, how could they live that way?
If they learned to love a dollar then they'd have it their way
But daddy's gone, mama tried, everybody's got their own kind of suicide

Early one morning someone came to our door.
They held a tiny book and said heaven was in store
And if we believed, there could be a way out
It seemed like quite a bit to think about

Now, church goin' people know more than I do
And we might need Jesus, but we also need food
There's a lot of big people, places I ain't been
But y'all don't know about the shape I'm in

Daddy's gone, mama tried, everybody's got their own kind of suicide
Do not criticize, what you don't know, and don't call it hell if you're too afraid to go.