Song Length |
7:59 |
Genre |
Folk - Religious |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Joyful |
Subject |
God, Mother |
Similar Artists |
Marc Cohn |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
I Believe
I can smell chicken fried steak, and mashed potatoes in the kitchen...
buttermilk pie just coolin' over there.
The curtains seem to flutter, spots of sunlight seem to dance,
to the sound of gospel in the air
Mama, you raised five kids on your own, how did you carry us along?
With all the storms that you've been through, how did you stay so strong?
Mama said: I believed, even when your daddy died,
I... was not alone.
Cause I believe in Jesus,
Believe the Lord's gonna take me home
I remember one Christmas, daddy didn't have a job,
Mama's old coat in tatters against a howlin' North Texas wind.
He got mama got a brand new coat she said I gotta take it back,
And the kids had Christmas presents and Mama had a great big grin
Not going up the mountain nor down to the sea, for we may be together in eternity
Put a candle in the window cause I feel I've got to move, I'm coming, coming home soon.