our angel who sleeps so peacefully there
the foundation that supports all our lives
no momma’ didn’t die; she moved upstairs

hands that can play Amazing Grace with flair
a melody that will lift and surprise
our angel who sleeps so peacefully there

she bakes her cakes with a dollop of air
not to mention those sweet potato pies
no momma’ didn’t die; she moved upstairs

there is this look; I guess you could say stare
she will give when dissecting truth from lies
our angel who sleeps so peacefully there

take nothing from her, but ask and she’ll share
faith in God rests behind Midwestern eyes
no momma’ didn’t die; she moved upstairs

her framed picture holds a lock of brown hair
and seems to speak to us her words so wise
our angel who sleeps so peacefully there
no momma’ didn’t die; she moved upstairs