Mama Like Mine

She was Sunday morning hush your mouth
and listen to the sermon when I was a child
a bag of groceries or a pair of shoes to a neighbor in need and we'll make do
She was hoe the corn before it gets too hot
so you can fish with your buddy on your Saturday off
a teacher in the evening when the table cleared
and a heart full of listen when nobody cared

Chorus:
If everybody in the world had a Mama like mine
it wouldn't be such a mess all the time
steady as a rock when this got tough
I've seen her move mountains that would cover us up and I know she's not perfect understand But she loved her family and stood by her man
And I can't help but wonder what it might be like
If everybody in the world had a Mama like mine

She was yard sale Christmas and homemade bread
mom to everybody that she ever fed