Thursday, October 20, 2011

The Mom I Want To Be...




Daddy never went to church on Sunday
He said that's one thing I'll never do
But mama never gave up she said one day 
He'll be sitting here beside of me and you 
I can still hear mama softly talking 
With her tears falling on her folded hands 
So that Easter Sunday Daddy walked in 
That's when I began to understand 

When mama prayed, good things happen 
When mama prayed, lives were changed 
Not much more than five foot tall 
But mountains big and small crumbled all away 
When mama prayed 

Seventeen and wild I hit the bottle 
Doing anything I dang well please 
Burning down life's highway at full throttle 
While mama burned a candle on her knees 
Then one night I came home half sober 
I saw mama kneeling in the den 
As I listened she and Jesus talked it over 
And I knew my restless days were 'bout to end 

When mama prayed, good things happen 
When mama prayed, lives were changed 
Not much more than five foot tall 
But mountains big and small crumbled all away 
When mama prayed 

It isn't like every one of them got answered 
But the times they weren't it seems to me were rare 
You almost felt sorry for the devil 
'Cause heaven knows he didn't have a prayer 

When mama prayed 
Not much more than five foot tall 
But mountains big and small crumbled all away 
When mama prayed 
They crumbled all away 
When mama prayed

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