Mama Courtney by Robert Mizzell

D (xx0232@1)                             GI (320003@1)remember as a baby barely one year old
       D (xx0232@1)                              AWhen (x02220@1)I first met Mama Courtney with her heart of gold
   D (xx0232@1)                       GI (320003@1)didn't know away back then how she'd influence me
      D (xx0232@1)                         A (x02220@1)           DAnd (xx0232@1)I thank Mama Courtney for the man I grew to be

D (xx0232@1)                                 GMy (320003@1)mother lost her way in life Mama Courtney took me in
           D (xx0232@1)                  AShe (x02220@1)became my foster Mother and my best friend
      D (xx0232@1)                                GShe'd (320003@1)drive us kids around the town in a big black ghost mobile
        D (xx0232@1)                      A (x02220@1)              DTo (xx0232@1)this day I still remember how good she made us feel

Chorus

G (320003@1)                             DThere (xx0232@1)are many children in this world who suffer hurt and shame
        G (320003@1)                         D (xx0232@1)             AI (x02220@1)thank all the Mama Courtney's who took away their pain
    D (xx0232@1)                          GGod (320003@1)works in mysterious ways I believe this is true
           D (xx0232@1)                            A (x02220@1)       DThough (xx0232@1)she had no children of her own she fostered 32

D (xx0232@1)                        GBlackie (320003@1)was her husband he drove a pick-up truck
   D (xx0232@1)                            AHe (x02220@1)worked at the power station to earn an honest buck
   D (xx0232@1)                    AAt (x02220@1)weekends he go hunting squirrels up in Arkinsaw
                                                                                       D (xx0232@1)                        A (x02220@1)               DAnd (xx0232@1)every night when he tucked us in we would call him Pa

D (xx0232@1)                              GUs (320003@1)kids are all now grown up and gone our separate ways
       D (xx0232@1)                       AI (x02220@1)look back on my childhood with many happy days
         D (xx0232@1)                           GAnd (320003@1)when I go back to Sri-Port I place flowers on her grave
      D (xx0232@1)                         A (x02220@1)              DAnd (xx0232@1)I thank Mama Courtney for all us kids that she saved

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