Hane McLeaish - momma (backyard recording) Lyrics

Momma
In your plastic pink rim glasses
I swear I first learned beauty
From the kitchen sink bath
Staring back you

Momma
My blue eyes
Are always yours
Just like
"Mornin' sunshine"
Morning glories and
Every garden's dirt

Your hands raised me up
You grew me
Tough and strong and pretty
You taught me
There's always enough to go around
On days when you feel down
I'll pick you right back up
Just trust
You planted somethin' real good
In this ground

Momma
How many hearts here
Have you mended?
Please don't forget
They don't know how to thank you
At such a distance

And momma
Can you forgive all my trespasses?
I know I hadn't
Quite lived up
To all you thought I'd have yet

But your hands raised me up
Grew me
Tough and strong and pretty
You taught me
There's always enough to go around
On days when you feel down
I'll pick you right back up
Just trust
You planted somethin' real good
In this ground

Well your hands raised me up
Grew me
Tough and strong and pretty
You taught me
There's always enough to go around
On days when you feel down
I'll pick you right back up
Just trust
You planted somethin' real good
In this ground

But your hands raised me up
Grew me
Tough and strong and pretty
You taught me
There's always enough to go around
On days when you feel down
I'll pick you right back up
Just trust
You planted somethin' real good
In this ground
Planted somethin' real good
In this ground
You planted somethin' real good
In this ground