| Oh my Mama
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| She gave me these feathered breaths
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| Oh my Mama
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| She told me use your voice
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| My little bird
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| She said sing sing sing sing sing sing melodies
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| And she sang sang sang sang sang sang melodies
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| Oh my Mama
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| She did give me fancy feet
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| I’ll be dancing on
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| And I’ll tap tap tap my toes
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| Into those creaking floorboards
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| Oh my Mama
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| She took my little hand and held on tight
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| Oh the Mamas
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| Give the waters of their wells
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| Oh the Mamas
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| Give the babies this very dirt we’re walking on
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| Oh my Mama
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| She gave me these feathered breaths
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| And your Mama
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| She gave you those feathered breaths too
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| And when the sky drops all those feathers
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| And when the birds sing in the morning
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| I’ll be a mama
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| I’ll have a daughter
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| I’ll be a mama
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| I’ll have a daughter
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| And I’ll give her melodies
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| I’ll give her melodies
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| And I’ll give her melodies
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| I’ll give her melodies
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| And she’ll be
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| My little bird
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| And then she’ll fly
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| She’ll fly |