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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