Sometimes I wish I could run home to mama's lovin' arms
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In the springtime, when the weather's fine
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Sittin' with her on the porch, glass of tea and nothin' more
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Than her smile, for just a little while
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And when I don't know where to go
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I think of home and how you use to sing to me, she sang
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Que sera, sera, life goes on
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Whatever's meant to be will always be
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And baby what don't kill you, will make you strong
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Just love the journey that your on
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In all you do, I'll pray for you
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Wild horses and fairy tales sometimes turn into somethin' else
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That you never saw comin' at you at all
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So I guess I'm callin' just because he wasnt who I thought he was
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And I can't believe he stopped lovin' me
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So, when I'm feelin' all alone
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I think of home and how you used to sing to me
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---Repeat Chorus---
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I got babies of my own
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And I'm the one that they're countin' on to be here
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For every little tear, and I'll sing
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Pray For You
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| Sara Evans |
