Vanessa Collier

Saxophonist. Vocalist. Songwriter.

heart soul & saxophone

 

Bless Your Heart

written by vanessa collier

 

Don’t call me sweetheart, don’t call me baby

Don’t call me anything but my name

You must be foolish cause I ain’t your woman, your daughter or your friend

There’s a sayin’ in the south and it sounds real sweet

Bless your heart, you poor thing

 

You think you’re fine as a cherry pie

All sweet tea and sugar lips

But when you saunter over with that sly look on your face

Well I’m, I’m fixin’ to leave before I hear what you have to say

There’s a sayin’ in the south and it sounds real sweet

Bless your heart, you poor thing

Bless your heart, you poor, poor thing

 

I know you don’t know me

Just think I’m pretty as a peach, innocent and kind

But don’t you underestimate me

When you can’t tell what’s on my mind

There’s a sayin’ in the south and it sounds real sweet

Bless your heart, you poor thing

There’s a sayin’ in the south and it sounds real sweet

Bless your heart, you poor thing

 

You poor thing