Sunday, December 8, 2019







Mama's Prayer

Back when I was doing time
There's a night I can't forget
A mad man with knife in hand
Tried to kill me while I slept
But somehow the knife missed its mark
And I pinned the raging man
Somehow my mama's prayers had worked again
One night while we were driving
Across the mighty Texas plains
A car pulled out with its headlights out
Head on into our lane
As Deanrow swerved and missed the car
I felt a mighty hand
Somehow my mama's prayers had worked again
Mama's prayers were always with me
Through the battlefield of life
She prayed for me and said amen
In the name of Jesus Christ
From the death house in San Quentin

I walked away a better man…


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