There's a scar on my right elbow

From a barbed wire fence when I was eight years old

I must have ran a mile just crying in my torn shirt

'Till I heard the words tell me where it hurts.

If there was a scratch or a bruise on my skin

Mama would put me back together again

All it took was her prayers and her kisses

It would heel me just like stitches.

I took Sherry Johnson to the high school dance

But she left early with my best friend

I must of drove ten miles to get my mind off her

But it didn't work 'till I heard the words tell me where it hurts

She could mend a broken heart, fix a bicycle wreck,

Funny now but back then it seemed life or death

I've seen her sew rags into riches

It would heel me just like stitches.