Laura Cooksey - Mamas

I don't know why God made one-bedroom apartments
out of state
I don't know why He made hometowns if it's
somewhere I can't stay
I don't know why He made growing up, but I guess that
we're all gonna
Yeah, I don't know a lot of things, but I know why God
made mamas
CHORUS
For the open arms to fall into
For the when you don't know what to do
For the phone call saying, Don't forget, I'm always in
your corner
For the heart that makes a house a home
For the knowing that you're not alone
For the Darling, don't you dare give up even when
you wanna
Yeah, that's why God made mamas
For putting band-aids on a scraped-up knees and
wiping tears away
For picking up the pieces when that dream don't go
your way
For always giving more than taking, always knowing
what you need
And showing you that fighting's always best done on
your knees
CHORUS
I don't know why God's made living life down here so
hard to do
But I know why God made mamas, cause He knew I
needed you
CHORUS
Oh
Oh
Mm-mm-mm
Mamas

Written by:
Anne Wilson, Jeff Pardo, Matthew West

Publisher:
Lyrics © Capitol CMG Publishing

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