"Old Tin Can" lyrics

My momma is my biggest fan
She keeps my records in an old tin can
Every time I get another one made
I go and lay it up by her grave
I take some roses and I sit a while
I think back to when I was a child
Ma, your boys become a man
Here's another for your old tin can

Did you listen to the one before?
I didn't think I'd make many more
It takes money and I ain't got much
I thought I might have lost my magic touch
This one will take a little getting used to
Yeah, I'm sorry about the language I use
There the one about Jesus Christ
I know you tried to raise me right

Hey momma, you're my biggest fan
I come and see you any time I can
I'm living back in Tennessee
A little closer to the family
I brought some roses and I'll sit a while
Think back to when I was a child
Ma, your boys become a man
Here's another for your old tin can
Here's another for your old tin can
Another for your old tin can