SHE LEFT ME A FORTUNE AND DIDN'T HAVE A DIME
BUT MAMA TAUGHT ME BEING RICH WAS JUST A STATE OF MIND
AND YOU CAN'T BUY A GOOD NAME WITH A MOUNTAIN OF GOLD
OR CHANGE A PAGE IN THE BOOK OF LIFE WHEN YOUR
STORY'S BEEN TOLD
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RUBY, SILK AND SATIN
PRETTY LACE AND RIBBONS
NEVER WERE THE THINGS MY MAMA CRAVED
HER FAMILY WAS HER PLEASURE
AND HEAVEN HER TREASURE
AND MAMA WAS RICH IN HER OWN KIND OF WAY
I'VE SEEN THE WICKED PROSPER IN FORTUNE AND FAME
BUT MAMA SAID I'M RICHER FAR IF HEAVEN KNOWS MY NAME
AND YOU CAN'T TAKE IT WITH YOU WHEN THEY LAY YOU AWAY
WHAT GOOD WOULD IT DO YOU WHEN YOU'RE COLD IN YOUR GRAVE
CHORUS
THE SWEETEST SOUND I'VE EVER HEARD WAS EARLY MORNING RAIN
PAINTED RAYS OF SILVER LIGHT ACROSS MY WINDOW PANE
THE SOUND OF CHILDREN LAUGHING, A SOFT AND GENTLE SIGH
AND MAMA SINGING, SONGS ABOUT HER TREASURES IN THE SKY
CHORUS