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Mama's Do
The Dryes
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Sometimes it feels like I'm knocking on heaven's door
These prayers I pray don't ever leave the floor
No matter how I beg and plead
And all the time spent on my knees
Feels like I get ignored
I'll complain that life ain't fair
It's like I just don't get no where
Is He even real, does He even care?
But for every prayer of mine that don't go through
Mama's do
I ain't never seen her angel wings
But I know Jesus hears most everything
From busted arms to broken hearts
Burned out dreams and wrecked out cars
And everything in between
I'll complain that life ain't fair
It's like I just don't get no where
Is He even real, does He even care?
But for every prayer of mine that don't go through
Mama's do
I swear she's got her own hotline
I keep her on it all the time
I don't meant to, but that's just how it goes
Maybe one day soon I'll get through on my own
I'll complain that life ain't fair
It's like I just don't get no where
Is He even real, does He even care?
But for every prayer of mine that don't go through
Lord I know deep down that that ain't true
But if anybody's words are moving you
Mama's do
Mama's do
Amen