MAMA'S HANDS

I said goodbye to that plain little miner town
With just a few old clothes that layed around
I knew I was leavin' a lot a things they were good
But I thought I'd make a break while I still could;

As I looked back to wave once more
To mama cryin' in the door
For me and what the world might have in store
For she knew I'd never be her little girl no more;

But she was driftin' back to another time
When she was young and hoped to find
A better life than what her mama's had been
But it was so they'd go of mama's hands, my mama's hands;

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One old paper bag filled with hand-me-downs
Plain old country girl raised on gospel sounds
With only the love she gave me and pride in what I am
It was hard to let go of mama's hands, my mama's hands.

I thought of all the love she gave
I thought of all the years she slaved
To try and make this run-down shack a home
A dream that really died 'fore it was born;

But she pulled us thru the hardest times
And made us hold our head up high
A gift we carry with us all our lives
For we were special in mama's eyes

As I looked down the dusty road
To mama and her heavy load
I knew I was leavin' i'd never find again
It was hard to let go of mama's hands, my mama's hands.

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It was hard to let go of mama's hand, my mama's hands.