Mamas Songs

G C G G D G C G Mama's hands turned to die to a little gospel station A D She turned the volume high so she could hear G C G And as the singers sang their songs i saw mama smiling D G As she rocked there in her easy-rocking chair C G Was an old camp meetin' song that praised our Saviour's name A D And the melody was one she loved to hear G C G In memory i can see her and hear her sing along D G As she rocked there in her easy-rocking chair G C G G A D G C G G D G C G The words of that old shouting song sure made mama's day A D She tapped her feet upon the old old floor G C G And though her voice did tremble i know God heard her there D G As she sang like so many times before C G Was an old camp meetin' song that praised our Saviour's name A D And the melody was one she loved to hear G C G In memory i can see her and hear her sing along D G As she rocked there in her easy-rocking chair G C G G A D G C G G D G C G Was an old camp meetin' song that praised our Saviour's name A D And the melody was one she loved to hear G C G In memory i can see her and hear her sing along D G As she rocked there in her easy-rocking chair G C G G D G