Sunday Best
[Verse] You pressed my collar Saturday nights One good shirt under kitchen lights We didn't have much — we had the pew And the second-hand shoes you shined like new [Chorus] Gloria — they call you Mama, I just call you home (call you home) You never raised your voice, just raised us on your own Take my hand now, let the organ swell (organ swell) The boy you saved is doing well [Verse] Your hands knew work mine never will Front pew "amen," the room went still You prayed me through every wrong turn Some of it stuck — most of it I had to learn [Chorus] Gloria — they call you Mama, I just call you home (call you home) You never raised your voice, just raised us on your own Take my hand now, let the organ swell (organ swell) The man you made is doing well [Bridge] (mmm, Mama) You spent your Sundays praying me whole I never said it, scared it'd show — thank you... now let's take the floor [Final Chorus] Gloria — they call you Mama, I just call you home (call you home) You never raised your voice, just raised us on your own Rest your hands now, Mama — you raised me well (raised me well) The boy you saved came home to tell [Outro] (oh, Mama) You raised me well... Mama
