A Hall of Fame for Mommas

The Hand That Rocks The Cradle
Recorded by Glen Campbell

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He got here and wrinkled scared and crying
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The she took him up and held him to her breast
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And he sure was glad to get what mama offered
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Then he went to sleep and put his fears to rest

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It didn't seem to matter what he needed
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He could always count on mama to supply
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And regardless of the sleep she might be losing
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He always found a twinkle in her eye

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There ought to be a hall of fame for mamas
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Creation's most unique and precious pearls
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And heaven help us always to remem-ber
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That the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world

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She taught him all the attributes of greatness
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That she knew he couldn't learn away from home
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And by the time she wore the cover off her bible
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Her hair was gray and her little man was gone

Repeat #3

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Yes the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world

A brother from Sunday School sang this song this morning in Sunday School. When you think about the Mommas that are gone, I thought it was a beautiful tribute to our Mommas. In Looking for this on the internet I also found a poem, the Hand that Rocks the Cradle Rules the world. The version I found was sung by Glen Campbell. I know my Momma worked very hard, and raised eight kids the best she knew. A passive soul that endured many hardships in her lifetime. She was sweet and even in her final days when having to be cared for, she had a sweet disposition, that even the staff loved her.  Yes my Momma should be in that Hall of Fame for Mommas. Its been a year. but someday I plan to see her on the other side. I plan to live a life to ensure I make it over there. God bless, LVZ.