| I’ve just been to heaven with someone so true
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| I dreamed about mama last night
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| She read me the bible like she used to do
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| I dreamed about mama last night
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| She never closed her eyes and sleep till we were all in bed
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| And on party nights till we came home she often sat and read
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| We little thought about it then for we were young and gay
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| Just how much mama worried when we children were away
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| We only knew she never slept and when we were out at night
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| That she waited just to know that we would all come home alright
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| Why sometimes when we’d stay away till one or two or three
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| It seems to us that mama heard the turning of the key
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| For always when we’d step inside she’d call and we’d reply
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| But we were all too young back then to understand the reason why
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| Until the last one had returned she’d always keep a light
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| For mama couldn’t sleep until she’d kissed us all goodnight
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| She had to know that we were safe before she went to rest
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| But she seemed to fear the world might harm
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| The ones that she loved the best
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| And once she said, «When you’re grown to women and to men
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| Perhaps I’ll sleep the whole night through, it may be different then»
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| And so it seemed that night and day we knew a mother’s care
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| That always when we got back home we’d find her waiting there
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| Then came the night when we were called together 'round her bed
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| €½The children are all with you nowâ€, the kindly doctor said
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| And in her eyes there gleamed again that old time tender light
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| That told that she’d just been waiting just to know that we were all alright
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| She smiled that old familiar smile and prayed to God to keep
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| Her children safe from harm, then she went to sleep
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| My dream is a treasure that I’ll always keep
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| I dreamed about mama last night |