Momma loved us, every one.
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Every daughter, very son.
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She gave herself so happily,
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That's just the way she was, you see.
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From dawn to dark she'd find a chore.
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And work it 'til it was no more.
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And every day until she died,
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In the evening, Momma cried.
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Momma cried;
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There was mourning in the evening.
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And Momma cried;
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'Cos her little girl was gone.
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Her little girl was snatched away.
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She was there and then just gone one day.
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And Momma blamed herself, I'd say,
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But all of us had debts to pay.
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Momma cried;
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There was mourning in the evening.
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And Momma cried;
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'Cos her little girl was gone.
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I did my best to cheer her pride.
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That day that something broke inside.
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I swore I'd find her and I tried.
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In the evening, Momma cried.
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Momma cried;
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There was mourning in the evening.
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And Momma cried;
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'Cos her little girl was gone.
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Momma cried;
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There was mourning in the evening.
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And Momma cried;
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'Cos her little girl was gone.
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Momma Cried
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| Alison Krauss & Union Station |
