First Draft of a new collaboration. Momma, If You’d Only Take My Hand Words and Music by Michael W. Updike and Jamie D. Sparks Momma squeezed my hand and slogged me down McDowell Road Past the mines at Beartown Branch to the school-house down below She helped me lose my muddy boots, through tears I watched her go The endless rain like Noah’s flood fell two weeks in a row Water scales the school-house steps and knocks upon on the door I’m sure she’ll be back for me now like all the times before My paper poke dripped recess hope; soon they’d send us home But as I walked through empty halls, I felt so all alone Pre-Chorus: Momma you always told me that anything was possible But the rising waters in Bull Creek almost seem unstoppable Just a Bradshaw steeple marks the waste down to Jolo Momma, if you’d take my hand, I never more will roam CHORUS: Momma, if you’d only take my hand We can guide each other home And meet on higher ground Heaven will be peace from life’s strongest storm We’re His lost child somehow found Momma, if you’d only take my hand The flickered lights swore lines were down as I hid myself away No-one knew and no-one came to find me on that day They found Momma’s old grey coat in a tangle by the creek They found me still clinging to the hope she’d come for me The little mud-caked school-house was rent and hauled away And nothing’s built and nothing grows where lives were torn that day Legends say in morning’s May, a small boy stalks that land They hear him cry into the night, Momma take my hand CHORUS: Momma, if you’d only take my hand We can guide each other home And meet on higher ground Heaven will be peace from life’s strongest storm We’re His lost child somehow found Momma, if you’d only take my hand Momma, now Jesus holds my hand
Posted on: Thu, 21 Aug 2014 13:06:01 +0000
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