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Mama Courtney by Robert Mizzell
DI remember as a baby barely one Gyear old When I Dfirst met Mama Courtney with her Aheart of gold I dDidn't know away back then Ghow she'd influence me And I Dthank Mama Courtney for the Aman I grew to Dbe
DMy mother lost her way in life Mama GCourtney took me in She became Dmy foster Mother and Amy best friend She'd Ddrive us kids around the town in a Gbig black ghost mobile To this Dday I still remember how Agood she made us Dfeel
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There are Gmany children in this world who Dsuffer hurt and shame I thank Gall the Mama Courtney's who Dtook away their Apain God Dworks in mysterious ways I beGlieve this is true Though she Dhad no children of her own she Afostered 3D2
DBlackie was her husband he Gdrove a pick-up truck He Dworked at the power station to Aearn an honest buck At Dweekends he go hunting Asquirrels up in Arkinsaw D And every night when he tAucked us in we wouDld call him Pa
DUs kids are all now grown up and Ggone our separate ways I look Dback on my childhood with Amany happy days And when DI go back to Sri-Port I place Gflowers on her grave And I Dthank Mama Courtney for all Aus kids that she Dsaved
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