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My Momma told me when I was a young buck
She said:
You don't need a charm, honey girl NO
You don't need good luck
You need Jesus Christ
He was sacrificed
He counted the cost and
He saved the lost
And that was enough
To save your soul
And to heal your mind
She said:
You don't need a charm, honey girl NO
You don't need good luck
You need Jesus Christ
He was sacrificed
He counted the cost and
He saved the lost
And that was enough
To save your soul
And to heal your mind
To take control of the devilish kind
So I told my Momma
Well you count me in
Since that day I've been happy and free
I've been born again
Because Momma was right when she told me
That Jesus would make me happy as can be
I'm preaching Christ, Him crucified
So I told my Momma
Well you count me in
Since that day I've been happy and free
I've been born again
Because Momma was right when she told me
That Jesus would make me happy as can be
I'm preaching Christ, Him crucified
And one day me and Momma gonna dance on the other side
But til that day
I have to tell you
That you need Jesus and He'll see you through
Just call on His name and He'll hear the sound
Just please don't let me and my Momma down
But til that day
I have to tell you
That you need Jesus and He'll see you through
Just call on His name and He'll hear the sound
Just please don't let me and my Momma down
(This is a song my Momma wrote in 1989 when I was 5. We won a huge box of chocolates singing it together at a Christmas party. We ate one together every night. We were poor and it was special.)
