Mama didn't have special trainin'
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She couldn't read the music, just the words
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But when she'd stand to sing on Sunday mornin'
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She had the sweetest voice I think I've, I've ever heard.
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She loved to sing the songs about our Savior
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"There is a Fountain", was her favorite one
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And I've seen tears run down the cheeks of sinners
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By the time my mama's song was done.
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When mama sang the angels stopped to listen
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You could see the love light shinin' in her face
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When mama sang the angels stopped to listen
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Now in heaven' choir she had a special places.
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[Instrumental]
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[Spoken:]
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You know my daddy wanted me to sing a song
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The day that moma left us
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And you know that little chuch
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Was filled with all of mama's friends
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And you know it seems we could all here mama singin'
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When I could hear her sing her favorite, again.
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[Sang:]
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When mama sang the angels stopped to listen
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You could see the love light shining in her face
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When mama sang the angels stopped to listen
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Now in heaven' choir she had a special places.
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When mama sang the angels stopped to listen.
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When Mama Sang (The Angels Stopped To Listened)
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George Jones |