Mama Was A Lot Like Jesus

I've seen her give her last five dollars,

To a stranger on the street,

An' do without a dress she wanted,

So we'd have enough to eat.

And when the ladies at the garden club,

Looked down their nose at her,

I watched her turn the other cheek,

Without one bitter word.

Mama was a lot like Jesus,

The way she lived an' loved:

A blessing sent from Heaven up above.

She would pray for our forgiveness,

And sacrifice for us:

Mama was a lot like Jesus.

She could stretch a bag of groceries,

For two weeks to keep us fed.

An' she could take an old brown potted plant,

An' raised it from the dead.

An' her words were like a healin' touch,

When we had a broken heart.

And when I wrestled with the devil,

She led me through the dark

'Cause Mama was a lot like Jesus,

The way she lived an' loved:

A blessin' sent from Heaven up above.

She would pray for our forgiveness,

And sacrifice for us:

Mama was a lot like Jesus.

I've got my Daddy's eyes;

I've got my Daddy's hair,

But I hope my Mama's heart,

Is inside me somewhere.

'Cause Mama was a lot like Jesus,

The way she lived an' loved:

A blessin' sent from Heaven up above.

She would pray for our forgiveness,

And sacrifice for us:

Mama was a lot like Jesus.

My Mama was a lot like Jesus.