I remember Saturdays helping Mama in her kitchen
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Conversations prying, baking with passing down the wisdom
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She said babygirl you're a queen and this is how you should be treated
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Words she washed with tears and planted in my soul
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[Chorus]
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Can we just go back to the simple kinda living?
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Can we just go back and maybe start from the beginning?
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Back to better days, when love was for the giving
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Can we just go back to the way we were?
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Mama said there was a time when brothers were each others keepers
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Sisters held each other close till there was nothing left between them
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Back when a song was a song you could sing along didn't matter how long
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Just as long as it spoke to ya, sung to ya
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Do you know what I mean?
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Now I'm chasing rainbows and dreams,
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trying hard to believe
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this is how it could be
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Yesterday was yesterday, tomorrow's just a day away
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By then it may be too late, maybe we can start today
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Mamma's Kitchen
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| Cece Winans |
