E B EE A E Papa brought flowers for Mama todayB and all the grow children, but it's not Mothers DayE A E I don't heve no money, not even a dimeB E but I brought Mama flowers like I have all the time [Verse]E A E Every day I'd pick flowers from this pretty hillB a small box of daisy's and a few daffodilsE A E I'd bring them to Mama at the end of the dayB E and say flowers for Mama, here's Mama's bouquet [VERSE 2]E A E They'd brighten her face and she'd hold me closeB she'd say they were more precious than a beautiful roseE A E and she wore a smile sweeter than millions of flowersB E a smile that I'll carry through life's darkest hour [SPOKEN VERSE]E A E Now Mama was lying there, yes they tell me she'd passed awayB and she was surrounded by flowers that outshined my bouquetE A E I know mine aren't fancy, but still all the whileB E they were placed in her hand and I know I saw Mama smile [Outro]E A E Flowers for Mama, I picked them todayB not very much, just a simple bouquetE A E Mom Wasn't so fancy, but up there aboveB E she's the prettiest flower in God's garden of love
Flowers For Mama
George Jones
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