HEAR MAMA CALL

IT BEGAN IN THE HOUSE OF MY FATHER
WHERE A MOTHER HELD A BABY IN HER ARMS
AND IN THAT ROOM BURNED A LIGHT FROM A CANDLE
THAT WOULD GUIDE ME THROUGH THE REST OF MY LIFE

THE CHILD LEARNED TO WALK IN THE SUNLIGHT
AND HER HANDS WOULD ALWAYS BREAK HIS FALL
HE WAS LOST AND HEADED FOR DANGER
THEN HE WOULD ALWAYS HEAR HIS MAMA CALL

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YEARS SEEM TO PASS BY FASTER
IN THIS RACE TO THE FINISHING LINE
MANY MAY FALL BY THE WAYSIDE
BUT WE KNOW WE'LL ALL GET THERE IN TIME

IT'S NOW MORE THAN THREE SCORE AND TWENTY
GONE ARE THE HANDS THAT BROKE MY FALL
WHEN THIS CIRCLE OF LIFE IS NEARLY OVER
THEN ONCE AGAIN I WILL HEAR MAMA CALL

ONCE AGAIN I WILL HEAR MAMA CALL