I remember late at night On the edges of my sleep Mommas singer humming Through the wall
And when morning light would come All those dated thrift store finds Looked just like the fashions at the mall
Momma found my dresses on the Goodwill rack I would stand there and she'd pin them up my back There were pants to hem and stocking holes to mend But momma's love was never second hand Momma's love was never second hand
Looking though a dusty drawer Found my mother's button box That I used to play with as a kid
I'd pretend that I was rich That i held treasure in my hands And now I understand I really did
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She would set her needs aside She was always put me first If she could, she would have given me the world