Where will be home when mama's gone;
When my childhood home is no longer mine?
What will they do with my memories;
When mama's dead and gone?
Will they quietly allow them to live
Within the walls that whisper;
A child's life was painted here;
Where all of her memories live.
Where will be home when mama's gone;
When my childhood home is no longer mine?
Where will I go, when home I want to run;
When mama's dead and gone?
I've moved around from state to state,
But only one do I call home;
Where will it be when my home is gone?
When going home will be too late?
Where will be home when mama's gone;
When my childhood home is no longer mine?
Should it be, I make it mine;
Would it be home with mama gone?
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