Flowers For Mama

A E A A D A Pappa brought flowers for momma today B7 E7 And all the grown children, but it's not mother's day A D A I don't have no money, not even a dime E A But I brought momma flowers, like I have all the time A D A Every day I'd pick flowers from this perrty hill B7 E7 A small bunch of daisies and a few daffodils A D A I'd bring them to momma at the end of the day E A And say "Flowers for momma, here's momma's bouquet" A D A They'd brighten her face and she'd hold me close B7 E7 She'd say they were more precious than a beautiful rose A D A She wore a smile sweeter than millions of flowers E A A smile that I'll carry through life's darkest hours A D Now momma was layin' there, yes, they tell me she passed away A E7 And she was surrounded by flowers that outshined my bouquet A D I know mine aren't fancy, but still, all the while, A E A They were placed in her hand and I know I saw momma smile D A Flowers for momma, I picked them today B7 E7 Not very much, just a simple bouquet A D A No, mom wasn't fancy, but up there above E A She's the perrtiest flower in God's garden of love