Shoes for Mama

I’d been savin’ every dime I could find,

Runnin’ through the snow with Mama on my mind.

Saw those shoes sittin’ there in the light,

And I thought, “She’d look like an angel tonight.”

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But the man said, “Son, they cost a little more,”

So I bowed my head and prayed right there in that store…

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Then I felt a hand rest on my back,

He said, “Son, don’t you worry ‘bout that.

Your mama’s love must be somethin’ true,

Take these shoes — it’s what Christmas means to do.”

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I thanked that man with tears in my eyes,

Clutched that box and ran outside.

Snow was fallin’, but my heart felt light,

‘Cause Mama’s gonna look beautiful when she meets Jesus tonight.

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🎶 I just want Mama to look her best tonight,

If Jesus sees I’ve done my best and tried,

Maybe He’ll see I’m strong enough to love her right,

And let my Mama stay home with me one more night. 🎶

*(Choir echoes: “One more night… Lord, one more night…”)

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I rushed back home through that cold winter storm,

Those shoes held tight in my little arms.

But when I got there, the lights were low,

And Mama was gone — Heaven called her home.

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The church bells rang, the candles burned low,

I whispered, “Mama, I love you so.”

And I held those shoes against my chest,

Prayin’ the Lord would give her rest.

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🎶 I just want Mama to look her best tonight,

When she meets Jesus under Heaven’s light.

If He sees her walkin’ through those gates in new shoes,

Maybe He’ll know how much I love her too. 🎶

*(Choir echoes: “How much I love her too… Hallelujah…”)

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Snow kept fallin’ ‘round that old church steeple,

And I felt the love of good, kind people.

Mama’s with Jesus, that’s alright…

‘Cause I’ll see her again one Christmas night.

(Choir hums: “Amen… Amen…