Papa brought 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 But I brought mama flowers like I have all the time. Everyday I pick flowers from this pretty hill A small box of Daisies and a few Daphidilles I bring them to mama at the end of the day And say flowers for mama, here's mama's bouquet. They brighten her face and she holds me close She'd say they are more precious than a beautiful rose And she wore a smile sweeter than millions of flowers A smile that I'll carry through lifes darkest hours. Spoken: Now mama was lying there, yes, they tell me she passed away And she was surrounded by flowers that outshined 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. Sang: 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.
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