When Mama Sings

When Mama Sing When mama would sing on Sunday it would bring me to tears Lord knows I miss that voice I have not heard it for over 6 years My soil would move to her her notes she would hit lord so high I’m crying now but I know she is in the sky singing to God real high Her voice was powerful bring you to tears God I would anything to hear one my time to stop my tears She could sing an open heaven gate up As I watch her die it mess me up This beautiful woman that gave me birth to this world Lord knows without her its cold in this cruel world My time cut short and God I was so upset As I write right now my face is wet That was my mama my weight in gold The voice and hands that nurtured my soul The cakes that made me go wild as a child The woman at the stove with a beautiful smile My healing hands that touch me My boat to carry me through stormy seas God knows my soul misses that voice from a person who was my everything I know she in heaven and the sun shines when mama sings SQ