| We pull a chair up every night
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| Eat and talk and joke and fight
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| Us kids learned wrong from right at mama’s table
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| It was just some hickory wood and screws
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| It’s where my daddy read the news
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| You didn’t put your dirty shoes on mama’s table
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| It was the center of the best times i remember
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| Sometimes the only thing that brought us all together
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| Grandma passed it down when i was in a cradle
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| It’s in my kitchen now but it’s still my mama’s table
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| It’s where my brother and i played games
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| I just knew he’d gone insane the day
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| He carved his name in mama’s table
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| When we got down on our luck
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| It seemed like it held us up
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| You could always feel the love in mama’s table
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| It was the center of the best times I remember
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| Sometimes the only thing that brought us all together
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| Grandma passed it down when I was in a cradle
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| It’s in my kitchen now, but it’s still my mama’s table
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| It has some faded spots and cracks
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| A couple of burns from candle wax
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| A memory in each scratch on mama’s table |