Pour out some liquor and I reminisce, cause through the drama, I can always depend on my mama. And when it seems that I’m hopeless, you say the words that can get me back in focus. When I was sick as a little kid - to keep me happy there’s no limit to the things you did. And all my childhood memories are full of all the sweet things you did for me and even though I act craaazy, I gotta thank the Lord that you made me. There are no words that can express how I feel: you never kept a secret, always stayed real. And I appreciate, how you raised me and all the extra love that you gave me. I wish I could take the pain away, if you can make it through the night there’s a brighter day. Everything will be alright if ya hold on. It’s a struggle everyday, gotta roll on and there’s no way I can pay you back but my plan is to show you that I understand…ain’t a women alive that could take my mama’s place…
You are appreciated.
