When I Think About Her

I spent most of my life trying to survive my dad left I'm still wondering why

I don't know why he walked or what was on his mind he left three kids and a wife behind

Momma worked hard she gave us all she had she had to be the mom and the dad

Momma sure was a different kind of breed and she gave us everything we need

Now when I think about her life sometimes it makes me want to cry

The side of her my daddy didn't see was the man momma raised me to be

When I looked into my momma's eyes I could see my future wife inside

Momma taught us how to live and love and that our blessings come from above

Now when I think about her life sometimes it makes me want to cry