The Oak Ridge Boys - Mamas table

^GWe pull a chair up every night and eat and ^Ctalk and joke and fight Us ^D7kids learned wrong from right at mama's ^Gtable

Just some hickory wood and screws it's where my ^Cdaddy read the news You didn't ^D7put your dirty shoes on mama's ^Gtable ^C

It was the ^Gcenter of the best times I ^Cremember Some^D7times the only thing that brought us all ^Gtogether

Grandma passed it down when I was in a ^Ccradle It's ^D7in my kitchen now but it's still my mama's ^Gtable

It's where my brother and I played games I just ^Cknew he'd gone insane The ^D7day he carved his name in mama's ^Gtable

And when we got down on our luck it seemed ^Clike it held us up You ^D7could always feel the love in mama's ^Gtable

It was the center of the best ^Ctimes I remember Some^D7times the only thing that brought us all ^Gtogether

Grandma passed it down when I was in a ^Ccradle It's ^D7in my kitchen now but it's still my mama's ^Gtable ^C

It has some ^Gfaded spots and cracks And a ^Ccouple of burns from candle wax

There’s a ^D7memory in each scratch on mama's ^Gtable