Verse 1 In my mind's eye I return to the scene, When my mom would stand in the church and she'd sing. Her body was timid; her voice had grown frail, But I'm sure in heaven it rang like a bell. Who she sang to, it was easy to tell...
Chorus Mama was singing to Jesus, Mama sang Jesus a song. Tears filled her eyes and I wondered, If the angels were singing along? The sweet Holy Spirit descended, How I'd like to go back again, To when Mama was singing to Jesus, And everyone else listened in.
Verse 2 Years have gone by since my mother went home, But not before she'd shown the way to God's throne. With a song on her lips, she returned to the Lord. If she was still singing when she reached the shore I'm sure Jesus said, "I've heard that voice before."
