
My Mamas SonRR
Doug LongLyrics by Doug Long Music produced in Suno
Doug Long
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View Creator →Every child, no matter how old, carries a piece of their mother. This is my piece. Original lyrics written by Doug Long ©2026 [Verse 1] She's a Wyoming cowgirl, Raised where the prairie winds blow Cheyenne skies and horses As far as the eye could go Her daddy hailed from Scotland in his pride and in his name Her mama's sun-kissed hair a-glow, Viking courage in her veins [Verse 2] He was just a Utah farm boy Raised on dust and earthen bread Son of a coal and steel man Blue-collar hard and stained with sweat Two young hearts in fifty-nine Hand in hand to make their vows To build a life together and make their fam-uh-lees proud... [Chorus] Mama you were Christmas morning. Every birthday candle’s light. Every prayer you whispered softly, Then you'd tuck us in each night We never knew the miles you walked Or the dreams you set aside All we knew was we were loved And you'd be there by our side... And if there’s one thing good in me Or the man that I’ve become It’s because I had the blessing Of bein' my mama’s son [Verse 3] Six small voices filled the halls through the decade of rock and roll First and last, ten years apart. Four more made the family whole... Money came and went like seasons But we never felt the cold. 'Cause you wrapped us in a love so warm… Safe from bitter winter snows. [Bridge] Years rolled on like rivers flow Children grew and moved away Grandbabies filled your arms with laughter Time kept turning page by page Then the day we lost our brother And the man who held your hand But the strength you always show'd us Is the strength that helps us stand [Final Chorus] Mama you were Christmas morning Every birthday candle’s flame Every table of Thanksgiving Every prayer in Jesus name You made every sacrifice Every long and weary day Any time our world felt broken You somehow showed the way If our lives have goodness in them Every bit of it began With a Wyoming cowgirl’s heart And the love held in your hands And forever I’ll be graced By the life, your love has spun 'Cause the greatest thing I’ll ever be... Is still my mama’s son... (Ohhh my mama’s son) Always my mama's son... (mmm mmm mmm) My mama's son...
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