Flowers For Mama

Papa bought flowers for Mama today

And all the grown children, but it's not Mother's Day

I don't have no money, not even a dime

Still I brought Mama flowers like I have all the time

Every day, I'd pick flowers from this pretty hill

A small bunch of daisies and a few daffodils

I'd bring them to Mama at the end of the day

And say, "Flowers for Mama, here's Mama's bouquet"

They'd brighten her face and she'd hold me close

She'd say they were more precious than a beautiful rose

And she wore a smile sweeter than billions of flowers

A smile that I'll carry through life's darkest hours

Now, Mama was lying there, they tell me she passed away

And she was surrounded by flowers that far outshine my bouquet

I know mine aren't fancy, but still, all the while

They were placed in her hand and I know I saw Mama smile

Flowers for Mama, I picked them today

Not very much, just a simple bouquet

Mom wasn't so fancy, but up there above

She's the prettiest flower in God's garden of love