Mamas (feat. Hilary Scott)

I don't know why God made one-bedroom apartments out of state

I don't know why He made hometowns if it's somewhere I can't stay

I don't know why He made growing up but I guess that we're all gonna

Yeah, I don't know a lot of things but I know why God made mamas

For the open arms to fall into

For the when you don't know what to do

For the phone call saying: Don't forget, I'm always in your corner

For the heart that makes a house a home

For the knowing that you're not alone

For the: Darling, don't you dare give up even when you wanna

Yeah, that's why God made mamas

For putting band-AIDS on a scraped up knee and wiping tears away

For picking up the pieces when that dream don't go your way

For always giving more than taking, always knowing what you need

And showing you that fighting's always best done on your knees

For the open arms to fall into

For the when you don't know what to do

For the phone call saying: Don't forget, I'm always in your corner

For the heart that makes a house a home

For the knowing that you're not alone

For the: Darling, don't you dare give up even when you wanna

Yeah, that's why God made mamas

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh (oh-oh-oh-oh)

Mamas, mamas

I don't know why God made living life down here so hard to do

But I know why God made mamas 'cause He knew I needed you

Oh-oh, oh-oh

For the open arms to fall into (to fall into)

For the when you don't know what to do

For the phone call saying: Don't forget, I'm always in your corner

(I'm always in your corner)

For the heart that makes a house a home

For the knowing that you're not alone (not alone)

For the: Darling, don't you dare give up even when you wanna

Yeah, that's why God made mamas (mamas)

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (mamas)

Oh-oh-oh-oh (mamas)

(Mamas)

Mm-mm-mm (mamas)