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What a Memory
By Tracy Lawrence
On the day Momma died she called daddy to her side
And said I’ll be goin’ soon, I know it’s gonna hurt you both
But promise me before I go, you’ll do what I ask of you
In a big red folgers can hide behind the pots and pans
You’ll find some money that I’ve saved
And in the back of my dresser drawer
I put away a little more, for a rainy day
Go to town and buy that new guitar
Cause he’s been workin’ awful hard
To get his own, to write his songs.
Oh what a memory, oh what a memory
Even in her final moments Momma thought of me
What a memory
She was only thirty-five, I was fifteen askin’ why?
The Lord took her away, he must’ve known we needed her
She was an angel here on earth, I still miss her everyday
With all her friends and half the town
And her family gathered round
I bet she never felt so loved
When everybody’s heads were bowed
I did my best to make her proud, as I stood up
And I sang rock of ages clear from me
As I played it on that new six string
I couldn’t help but cry, as we said goodbye
Oh what a memory, oh what a memory
And even in her final moments Momma thought of me
Oh What a memory
Even in her final moments
Momma thought of me
What a memory
What a memory
 
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