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Hey, Rashad, I was trying to catch you before you get to work
Call me when you get off from work, ok
Talk to you later
Ya Mama, bye

Uh-huh
So special
Yeah

Band-aids for the cuts, aloe for the burns
Robitussin for the colds, Mama's always concerned for her
Children, one in a million, such a wonderful
Feeling, to have that love that Mama instilled in
Me and my siblings, Thanksgiving, she put them giblets in the
Dressing, turkey, collard greens, with all the fixings
In the kitchen, scrubbing pans, like only a mother can
Daily supper plans had my Daddy feeling like a lucky man
I remember her 28th birthday
I was in the first grade, Mama came to my school to
Have lunch with me, I felt so special
Funny what you remember when you sit down to pen a
Song of this magnitude, so much gratitude
For life on Fairway Avenue
Not too many that's got a bond quite like ours
Just wanted you to smell your flowers, the kind that never sour, huh

I thank the Lord for you, Mama
To be your son is a true honor
God shined His light on you, Mama
You, Mama, it's true, Mama
I thank the Lord for you, Mama
To be your son is a true honor
God shined His light on you, Mama
You, Mama, it's true, Mama

I thank God that you made church so important
Sunday mornings, Pleasant Grove, Reverend Gordon
Foundation, that's what it gave me
Cause I passed that along to my babies
You raised me to praise Jesus, who saved me
You gave me work ethic so I wouldn't be lazy
It's crazy how even after 48 years
You can still find ways to amaze me
You live a blessed life, but there's plenty more to do
For your four grands, and your great granddaughter, too
I thank the Lord for you, sweet tea on Sundays
I look forward to, just to enjoy a few
Moments with ya, life is what you've me, Mama
As an artist, I got my creativity from ya
Didn't know how we'd make it when Pops passed
But nobody can heal you like God can

I thank the Lord for you, Mama
To be your son is a true honor
God shined His light on you, Mama
You, Mama, it's true, Mama
I thank the Lord for you, Mama
To be your son is a true honor
God shined His light on you, Mama
You, Mama, it's true, Mama

Sweet Tea on Sundays

If you still got your Mama with ya
Give her a big hug, cause you only get one
Love ya , Mama, I love ya, I love ya
I love ya, Mama