Mama, Jesus and Me

She prayed everynight when the sun went down I grew up with Mama on her knees She'd kneel down beside me in her tattered old gown Asking Jesus, to guide me, please Daddy was gone before I turned three The coal mines became his grave Mama held his picture as tight as could be And told of the love he gave She'd sit with the bible and read everynight As I listened to every word she read She died Easter morning, before it got light As I knelt beside her bed She taught me what love was supposed to be Though sometimes, life could get rough When Daddy got killed, it just left us three And that was always enough I'll always remember her tears when she'd pray As she prayed so fervently I knew that somehow it would all be okay Just Mama, Jesus and me