One day a mother went to prison
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To see an eering but precious son
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She told the warden
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How much she loved him
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It did not matter what he had done
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She did not bring to him
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A parole or pardon free
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She brought no silver
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(Brought no gold)
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No pomp nor style
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(Longed to see)
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It was a halo bright
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Sent down from heaven's light
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The sweetest gift
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A mother's smile
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She left a smile
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You can remember
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She's gone to heaven
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From heartaches free
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Those walls around you
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Could never change her
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You were her baby
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And ere will be
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She did not bring to him
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A parole or pardon free
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She brought no silver
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(Brought no gold)
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No pomp nor style
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(Longed to see)
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It was a halo bright
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Sent down from heaven's light
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The sweetest gift
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A mother's smile
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The Sweetest Gift
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| Trisha Yearwood |
