Heart Cradle

(mmmmm-mmm) You wore the weight of the world

like a shawl

Always caught me right before the fall

Left the kitchen light

burning late in the hall

Oh mama,

I see the silver in your hair

And every single line of love you wear

I hope I make you proud (yeah)

Your hands are quiet and your steps are slow

But you're the strongest soul I'll ever know

You gave me roots so I could learn to grow

If I could hold back the

hands of the clock

I'd stand right beside you on the dock And sing back your

lullaby (ooh-ooh-ooh) Oh

mama,

I see the silver in your hair

And every single line of love you wear

I hope I make you proud (I hope I make you proud)

I hope I make you proud (mmm)

Thank you, mama