C
F
C
Papa brought flowers for mama today
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And all the grown children but it’s not mother’s day
C
F
C
I don’t have no money not even a dime
G7
C
But I brought mama flowers like I have all the time
F
C
Everyday I pick flowers from this pretty hill
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G7
A small box of Daisies and a few Daffodils
C
F
C
I bring them to mama at the end of the day
G7
C
And say flowers for mama here’s mama’s bouquet
F
C
They brighten her face and she holds me close
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G7
She’d say they are more precious than a beautiful rose
C
F
C
And she wore a smile sweeter than millions of flowers
G7
C
A smile that I’ll carry through life’s darkest hours
F
C
Flowers for mama I picked them today
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G7
Not very much just a simple bouquet
C
F
C
Mom wasn’t so fancy but up there above
G7
C
She’s the prettiest flower in God’s garden of love
C
F
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