From Small Things (Big things one day come) - 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 on the hillside, 
Where little feet soon would run
From small things, mama, 
Big things one day come.

Oh but love is fleeting, 
It´s sad but true
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 an "El Dorado Grande".
She wrote back, "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
And when they caught her all she said 
Was she couldn´t stand the way he drove.
Back home dear Johnny 
Prays for his baby´s parole
He waits on the hillside 
Where the Wyomie waters roll
At his feet and almost grown now, 
Blue eyed daughter and a handsome son
Well from small things, mama, 
Big things one day come
Yeah from small things, mama, 
Big things one day come.