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She still keeps that Bible by her bed
And reads her verses every night
Still tries to live by those words in red
Oh, but Momma don't pray like she used to
And she checks in on me least once a week
Every Sunday afternoon religiously
Says she talks to God about me
Yeah, that's just what Momma's do
Oh, but Momma don't pray like she used to
These days it's a little more thank you Lord
Instead of askin' him for help
Cause these days I'm a little more
Put together Lord
Instead of putin' her through hell
Every night it's still Amen
Cause that's what Momma's do
Oh, but Momma don't pray like she used to, no
I don't keep her up, not like I did back then
Don't need no help no more makin' rent
And I got someone who loves me
The way she'd want him to
So Momma don't pray like she used to, no
Yeah, these days it's a little more thank you Lord
Instead of askin' him for help
Cause these days I'm a little more
Put together Lord
Instead of putin' her through hell
Every night it's still Amen
Cause that's what Momma's do
Oh, but Momma don't pray like she used to, no
These days it's a little more thank you Lord
That she asked you for some help
Cause these days I'm a little more
Put together Lord
Instead of putin' her through hell
Every night it's still Amen
Cause that's what Momma's do
Oh, that's what Momma's do
But oh, Momma don't pray like she used to, no
She still keeps that Bible by her bed