My grandmother was born on May 9, 1906. So if she'd lived, she would have been 105 on May 9, but she passed away at age 69. Still, because I associate Mother's Day with her and still, after 30+ years, miss her more than I ever thought possible, I will share here the lyrics to a song that always makes me think of her and of my mother, Malissa Minor.
In a world like today
Its a rare occasion to be able
To see young mothers like the ones
That were around when I grew up
But they live on in memory
To quite a few of us
And this song is dedicated
To those who cherish that memory
Early one Sunday morning
Breakfast was on the table
There was no time to eat
She said to me, Boy, hurry to Sunday school
Filled with the Lord of Glory
We learned the Holy story
She'll always have her dreams
Despite the things this troubled world can bring
Oh, Sadie
Dont you know we love you
Sweet Sadie
Place no one above you
Sweet Sadie (Well, well, well)
Living in the past
Some times it seems so funny
But no money will turn your life around
Sweeter than cotton candy
Stronger than papas old brandy
Always that needed smile
Once in awhile she would break down and cry
Some times she'd be so happy
(Just) Being with us and daddy
Standing the worst of times
Breaking the binds with just a simple song
Oh, Sadie (Oh, Sadie Mae)
Dont you know we love you (She'll love us all in a special way)
Sweet Sadie (Well, well, well)
Place no one above you
Sweet Sadie (Sweet Sadie livin in the past)
Living in the past
Oh, she's never sinnin
In love she's always winnin, yeah
Sadie (My, my, my, my, my)
Dont you know we love you (I love you, mama)
Sweet Sadie
Place no one above you (I just can't forget)
Sweet Sadie (How you gave me love, oh, Lord)
Living in the past
If there's a heaven up above
I know she's teaching angels how to love
Sadie (Its a mean world without you)
Dont you know we love you
Sweet Sadie (All the love you showed)
Place no one above you
How could anyone ever doubt you...
And you can listen to it here:
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