Mama's Love

There was six of us small kids when papa left home

His last words to mama was woman you're on your own

And mama wiped the tears away and gathered us around to say

Now don't you fret we'll make it on our own

Well the only work mama ever found was the factoryin' kind

But her love for us was such she said she didn't mind

And later on I have doubt a mowin' lawns and a paper rout

And mama's love was wrapped there all the time

Now mama never gave us many material things in life

But what she gave us there was plenty of

In fact there was enough of it to last us all our lives

And that's the memory of mama's love

Now mama never did complain but there came the day

When I got me a man size job a making real good pay

And I told mama now you stay home I'll make a livin' from now on

But fate stepped in and mama passed away

Now mama never gave us many material things in life...

Yes that's the memory of mama's love