There Won`t Be Any Patches In Heaven — текст песни (Norma Jean)

A mem`ry often comes to visit as I lay in my bed late at night
Of mama along in the kitchen mending clothes by a little all night
She sewed till her fingers were slowling till she couldn`t keep sleep from her eyes
Then daddy would go in to wake her he`d kiss her and I`d hear him sighed

There won`t be any patches in heaven you`ll look so pretty with a halo in your hair
And if angels are judged by the deeds they have done
Mom you`ll be the best dressed angel there
[ steel ]
I was the oldest of seven so I was the first to leave home
And my dreams were just by for my mama all the pretties that she`d never known
But the first pretty dress that I gave her she smiled and then bowed her head
She said honey you the kids need this things more than I do
And the tears filled my eyes as I said
There won`t be any patches in heaven...