The farmer prays for rain from that old stubborn sky
So his crops will grow and his great, great grandaddyâs dream wonât die
The doctor prays for steady hands to give that girl more time
And the soldier prays heâs home before the babyâs due
And mamaâs, they just pray for you.
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Sheâs Callinâ Down the Angels To keep you safe, everyday
Sheâs prayinâ all the right dreams come true
That you find love, keep your faith, forgive yourself for your mistakes
Everybodyâs got a list of things that they ask God to due. But mammaâs, they just pray for you.
From the fevers and the stitched, to every game you ever lost
And every time you took the wheel, whether you knew it or not
She was right there on her knees, pouring out her heart
She donât talk to God âbout all that stuff on the evening news, No mommas they just pray for you.
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She prays you find love, but even then, you come home every chance you get.
Everybodyâs got a list of things, they ask God to do but mammas, they just pray for you. They just pray for you.