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Walked Her Home

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[Verse 1] I drove that gravel road With my hands on the wheel To see my mama one last time Before the night could steal She was small in that bed But her eyes still held fire And she reached for my hand Like she knew her own time [Pre-Chorus] She said, baby, come sit close Got a story to tell About a little girl barefoot In a hard-breathing world [Chorus] She walked through hell To get to heaven She held on tight When the world got heavy My mama stood tall Through the hard times and rain She walked through hell And she made it back home again (she made it back home again) [Verse 2] She gave me her old Bible Wrinkled pages and worn Said I held this book Since the day I was born Her mama told tales Of the depression years Of empty supper tables And swallowed-down tears [Pre-Chorus] No work in the valley No bread in the pan Still she kept a good heart And a calloused hand [Chorus] She walked through hell To get to heaven She held on tight When the world got heavy My mama stood tall Through the hard times and rain She walked through hell And she made it back home again (she made it back home again) [Bridge] She smiled and said, daughter Don’t you ever forget A soul can stay strong Even when it’s hit Every scar got a purpose Every prayer got a name And she squeezed that old Bible Like she knew her own flame [Final Chorus] She walked through hell To get to heaven She held on tight When the world got heavy My mama stood tall Through the hard times and rain She walked through hell And she made it back home again (oh, she made it back home again) (home again)