Momma I wonder sometimes how I ever got by running wild driving you crazy and telling you lies You turned to Jesus when my ways were too much to bare And momma he must have been listening to all of your prayers Momma I hope you're still praying for me every night I'm always trying to do what you taught me was right Sometimes its hard to stay on the road straight and true Momma I wouldn't know which way to turn without you Momma sometimes you know I still don't understand How you could do all that you did with just two loving hands And when they were through with their work at the end of the day Those hands held the bible you read me to show me the way