///*****/// [Intro | 90s country instrumentation | pedal steel swells | soft piano | warm acoustic strum] [Male vocal | tenor A2–G4 | smooth delivery] There’s a front porch swing that still creaks slow Sunday morning sun through the window glow Coffee on the stove, Bible by the chair And a kind of love you don’t find everywhere [Verse 1 | light drums | acoustic focus | intimate vocal] She’d hum old hymns while the screen door sighed Said grace so strong it could turn the tide Hands worn down but her heart stayed strong Raised us right when the days felt long [Pre-Chorus | emotional build | pedal steel rise] She’d say “boy, the road gets rough sometimes” “But faith and love will keep you in line” [Chorus | anthemic country chorus | stacked harmonies | fuller band] The world’d be a better place, I swear If everybody had a momma like mine out there Loving hands and a heart so wide Truth in her words, no need to hide. Church twice on Sundays, rain or shine. Raised on grace and a firm guideline. never spare the rod, but she loved us blind Yeah, the world’d be better with a momma like mine [Verse 2 | fiddle accents | steady groove] She taught respect with a steady hand Said stand your ground, but understand family first when the storms roll in And lend your strength to others when they’re wearin’ thin [Pre-Chorus | soft vocal lift] Every lesson carved in time Echoes back in this heart of mine [Chorus | full band | harmonies | emotional lift] The world’d be a better place, I swear If everybody had a momma like mine out there Loving hands and a heart so wide Truth in her words, no need to hide Church twice on Sundays, rain or shine Raised on grace and a firm guideline. never spare the rod, but she loved us blind Yeah, the world’d be better with a momma like mine [Bridge | stripped down | piano + vocal | falsetto moments] [falsetto lift] Late night prayers by a bedside light She fought our battles out of sight Every tear she never showed Was strength she carried down the road [Build | band re-entry | rising emotion] Now I see what she gave away Every single day [Final Chorus | explosive | stacked harmonies | pedal steel lead] The world’d be a better place, I swear If everybody had a momma like mine out there Loving hands and a heart so wide Truth in her words, no need to hide. Church twice on Sundays, rain or shine. Raised on grace and a firm guideline never spare the rod, but she loved us blind Yeah, the world’d be better with a momma like mine [Outro | pedal steel outro | soft vocal fade] Yeah, I thank the Lord every single time… That I got a momma like mine [End]
