Look What Followed Me Home - John Anderson

Mama, look what followed me home

Ain’t she so pretty and she’s all alone

Oh, I’d love her forever if she was my own

Oh mama, could I keep her, look what followed me home

She just didn’t look right with a drink in her hand

She too much of a lady for those kind of men

She just need somebody to call her home

Oh mama, could I keep her, look what followed me home

They were buying her whiskey and telling her lies

Then I saw the teardrops in those big brown eyes

I just couldn’t stand there and let them lead her on

Oh mama, could I keep her, look what followed me home

Mama, look what followed me home

Ain’t she so pretty and mama she’s all alone

Oh, I’d love her forever if she was my own

Oh mama, could I keep her, look what followed me home

Mama, let me keep her, look what followed me home