when mama prayed

daddy never went to church on sunday, he said that's one thing i'll never do, but mama never gave up she said one day, he'll be sitting here beside of me and you, i can still hear mama softly talking, with her tears falling on her folded hands, so that easter sunday daddy walked in, that's when i began to understand, when mama prayed, good things happen, when mama prayed, lives were changed, not much more than five foot tall, but mountains big and small crumbled all away, when mama prayed, seventeen and wild i hit the bottle, doing anything i dang well please, burning down life's highway at full throttle, while mama burned a candle on her knees, then one night i came home half sober, i saw mama kneeling in the den, as i listened she and jesus talked it over, and i knew my restless days were 'bout to end, when mama prayed, good things happen, when mama prayed, lives were changed, not much more than five foot tall, but mountains big and small crumbled all away, when mama prayed, it isn't like every one of them got answered, but the times they weren't it seems to me were rare, you almost felt sorry for the devil, 'cause heaven knows he didn't have a prayer, when mama prayed, not much more than five foot tall, but mountains big and small crumbled all away, when mama prayed, they crumbled all away, when mama prayed