More Like My Mother

I wish that I was more like my mother
Oh to fold a bed sheet so damn crisp
Oh to be more like my mother
To be happy with one man, a cup of tea, and six kids

Well I wish that I was more like my mother
Oh to knit such fine lines with kind hands
Oh, to be more like my mother
Calls her flock by their names, she listens to the Lamb

But I bet you didn't bet that I was a bad bet
That I'm more of a sinner and much less of a poet
That I'm about heavy as an ocean wave
But I'm trying to get better, behave, become
More like my mother, more like my mother, more like my mother

Well I wish that I were more like my mother
Oh to dispel darkness with just a prayer
Oh, to be more like my mother
To be calm, to be kinder, oh, to be clear

But I bet you didn't bet that I was a bad bet
That I'm more of a sinner and much less of a poet
That I'm about steady as an ocean wave
But I'm trying to get better, behave, become
More like my mother, more like my mother, more like my mother



Credits
Writer(s): Anna Rose Evangeline Carpenter
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