Mondays always got the better part of me thinkin' 'bout the way things were
Use to be that I thought she'd never go away but in my heart I'll always find her
Twenty-five dollars a day was all her job would pay and every cent was for her children
My Mom meant the world to me
My best friend Naomi
Why does He take the good ones
She was once with me - now she's with God
I remember when she taught me how to drive
Ridin' down the road with Charlie Pride
She taught me how to live - She taught me how to sing
I miss our two-part harmony
Twenty-five dollars a day was all her job would pay and every cent was for her children
My Mom meant the world to me
My best friend Naomi
Why does He take the good ones
She was once with me - now she's with God
We were lucky just to know her
She touched everyone she knew
Mother tell me can you see me crying
Can you hear me - I love you
How can you sing a lifetime in a song
How can you describe a special Angel
I was blessed as a child to have her there for me
They must need her now in Heaven
Twenty-five dollars a day was all her job would pay and every cent was for her children
My Mother meant the world to me
My best friend Naomi
Why does He take the good ones
No, I can't believe
Taken away from me
Now she will always be - with God