Story Behind The Song
A SEND OFF TO MY LATE, saintly mother
Song Description
A SEND OFF TO MY LATE, saintly mothe
Song Length |
5:18 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary, Pop - Easy Listening |
Mood |
Poignant, Exultant |
Subject |
Spirituality, Sorrow |
Similar Artists |
Eric Church, John Mclaughlin |
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Lyrics
JUST LIKE THAT
Verse 1:
She lived her life like a saint
Giving of herself everyday
To anyone and everyone she knew
She had kindness with no strings attached
A joyful heart always ready to laugh
No matter what she was going through
Verse 2:
Raising us six kids while a full-time nurse
She set her whole life up to serve
God, with love for friends and family
Oh no, I never once ever heard hear complain
Say an unkind word
She lived her faith in amazing, boundless energy
Pre-chorus:
And when my brother asked her how
She stayed so happy all her life
She simply replied...said
Chorus1:
Just like that
It's all she said
Nothing more
Those three words cut right through me
And through any excuse I might have
Not to live---JUST LIKE THAT...
Verse 3:
Later on in her years she took on the disease
That stole away her memories
But her spirit would remain strong
Yea, in the end she didn't even know our names
But she could feel our love, somehow, someway
She still knew, what was going on...
Pre-chorus 2:
That's when my brother asked her how
She stayed so happy all her life
Out from her broken mind, came... (chorus)
(Next Page)
Chorus 2:
Just like that
It's all she said
Nothing more
Those three words cut right through me
And through any excuse I might have
Not to live---JUST LIKE THAT...
BRIDGE:
In her final days
Of her final stage
She just lay there still
She lay there still
We sat by her side
All wondering why
She was holding on so long
Til' a late December morning
When she knew it was time
Once she knew we'd be fine...and
Chorus 3
Just like that
She was gone
One last breath
And she was moving on
Now she's flying with the angels
And we're trying the best we can
To live our lives just like her
JUST LIKE THAT...
Now she's flying with the angels
And we're trying to live
JUST LIKE THAT
She's flying with the angels
And we're trying, we're trying, we're trying to live
JUST LIKE THAT...
WWHD--What would Hanky do? ooohh oooohhh..
She lived her life like a saint
She lived her life just like a saint
•Written, performed and produced by Michael Brandmeier
Copyright © 2014
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