Malta Bend

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Singing out the melody, memory, them Malta Bend memories

Oh lord

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When the chips are down, back's against the wall

On the side of the road, no-one to call

There's no-one at all

When it seems the rain will never stop again

You don't know who's really your friend

Or where you're getting your from

I wanna share a little story that I know well

Another small town

Another small tale

About a woman with nothing

Possessing will

A strong woman parented by Evelyn and Bill

She never knew no excuses, the sun would come around

See they were segregated, down in the Lower Town

She took it all up in stride, but destined for a change

A different type of struggle in this five lanes

See they was deep in the Church, she played piano well

Willy and Stella and Rosie, Debbie and Ludia Bell

See family values was high, I'm talking back when

This is the story about a woman from Malta Bend

Yeah

She moved out kinda early and had my two sisters

'81 is the year I came in to the picture

Ever since I remember you been working hard

11, 12 hour days, 2 or 3 jobs

Reminiscing to the story I could shed a tear

5 elementary schools in 6 years

We had to live through the struggle, but Me and Momma made it

You see, this story's about a woman who's motivated

I got a little bit dough to chip in

Not only was you my Momma, but you my best friend

I wanna tell you I love you and you're my only one

I wanna thank you for life

P.S -your only son

Yeah

You're my only Mom, I love you

Oh, you're amazing

How amazing you are

Yeah

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Singing out the melody, memory, them Malta Bend memories

Oh lord

Unleash these words