There was a home in town / Where broken kids the lost and found / Would come from miles around / Just to see what love was all about / ‘Cause momma had a way / Of making things ok // She'd cook us our favorite meal / Sit and listen to how we feel / Oh, how the pain was real / How many families would the Devil steal / Momma had a way of making things ok // In that home we knew we were safe / To be young enough to dream / To find the faith to believe / And In that home love it had no end / That’s where we learned to forgive / In that home // Momma always had the music on / Sometimes loud, sometimes soft / When I asked about her favorite song / She opened the Bible to the book of Psalms / She always found a way / To talk about grace // And on that day I got the news / That momma’s stay here was almost through / I stayed all night by her side / Held her hand looked in her eyes / And said momma… // When you’re home I know you’ll be safe / Strong enough to see / The faith that you believe / In that home life will have no end / I know I’ll see you again… // In that home / In that home / In that home //
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