Mamas Table
The Oak Ridge Boys
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G We pull a chair up every night andC eat and talk and joke and fightD7 Us kids learned wrong from right atG mama's table Just some hickory wood and screwsC it's where my daddy read the newsD7 You didn't put your dirty shoes onG C mama's tableG It was the center of the best timesC I rememberD7 Sometimes the only thing thatG brought us all together Grandma passed it down when I was inC a cradleContinúa después del anuncioD7 It's in my kitchen now but it'sG still my mama's table It's where my brother and I playedC games I just knew he'd gone insaneD7 The day he carved his name inG mama's table And when we got down on our luck itC seemed like it held us upD7 You could always feel the love inG mama's tableC It was the center of the best times I rememberD7 Sometimes the only thing thatG brought us all together Grandma passed it down when I was inC a cradleD7 It's in my kitchen now but it'sG C still my mama's tableG It has some faded spots and cracksC And a couple of burns from candle waxD7 There’s a memory in each scratch onG mama's table