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Mama raised seven children all alone
Workin' hard every day, all day long
Through the days, through the years
There was sorrow and tears
But Mama kept singin' a song

And she'd go
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Memories of my childhood linger on
Of that poor little shack we call home
How when trouble got us down
After supper we'd gathered around
And Mama would sing us a song

And she'd go
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Here I am a thousand miles away from home
The one I love said goodbye, now he's gone
Though he meant the world to me
Life's too short for misery
So, I think I'll sing Mama's song

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