| I saw my mama cryin'
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| I heard her weep in morn
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| I saw my mama cryin'
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| And I heard her weep in morn
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| And I reached right out and help her
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| So she would not feel so alone
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| I saw my mama struggle
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| But she never did complain
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| I saw my mama struggle
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| But she never did complain, no, no-o
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| When she thought I wasn’t lookin'
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| You know her face was filled with pain, Lord
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| One day I found my mama
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| Standing in the backyard cryin'
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| I asked her what was wrong
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| She said she was getting tired and tryin'
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| Then she said, don’t worry son, it’s just a passin' face
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| She dried her eyes and smiled at me, said: it’s bound to be some better days
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| I saw my mama cryin'
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| I heard her weep in morn, yes I did
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| And I reached right out and help her
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| So she would not be so alone, lone, lone, lone
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| I saw her getting' older
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| As we move from place to place
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| I saw mama getting' older
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| As we move from place to place
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| And when death came 'round and took her
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| I saw a peaceful smile upon her face, yes I did, yes I did
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| I saw my mama cryin'
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| Oh Lord, I saw my mama cryin'
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| I saw my Mama cryin'
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| I was just a Boy and saw her cry, cry, cry, cry, cryin' |