Mama Courtney
Robert Miles
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D G I remember as a baby barely one year oldD When I first met Mama Courtney withA her heart of goldD G I didn’t know away back then how she’d influence meD And I thank Mama Courtney for theA D man I grew to beD My mother lost her way in lifeG Mama Courtney took me inD A She became my foster Mother and my best friendD She’d drive us kids around the townG in a big black ghost mobileD To this day I still remember howA D good she made us feelContinúa después del anuncioChorusG There are many children in thisD world who suffer hurt and shameG I thank all the Mama Courtney’s whoD A took away their painD God works in mysterious ways IG believe this is trueD Though she had no children of herA D own she fostered 32D G Blackie was her husband he drove a pick-up truckD He worked at the power station toA earn an honest buckD A At weekends he go hunting squirrels up in ArkinsawDA And every night when he tucked usD in we would call him PaD Us kids are all now grown up andG gone our separate waysD I look back on my childhood withA many happy daysD And when I go back to Sri-Port IG place flowers on her graveD And I thank Mama Courtney for allA D us kids that she saved