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EThere was a home in townWhere broken kids, the lost & foundWould come from miles aroundJust to see, what love was all about'Cause Momma had a way of makin' things okay[Verse 2]EShe'd cook us our favorite mealSit and listen to how we feelOh, how the pain was realHow many families would the devil steal?Momma had a way of makin' things okay[Chorus]In that homeWe knew we were safeETo be young enough to dreamFind the faith to believeAnd in that homeLove, it had no end[Próxima Parte]It's where we learned to forgiveIn that home[Verse 3]EMomma always had the music onSometimes loud, sometimes softWhen I asked her 'bout her favorite songShe opened the bible to the book of PsalmsShe always found a way to talk about grace[Chorus][Próxima Parte]That's where we learned to forgiveIn that home[Bridge]And on that day I got the newsThat Momma's stay here was almost throughI stayed all night by her sideHeld her hand, looked in her eyesAnd said, Momma[Chorus 2]When you're homeI know you'll be safeEStrong enough to seeThe faith that you believedAnd in that homeLife will have no endI know I'll see you againIn that homeIn that homeIn that ho--------me
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