Say Your Prayers

Amy Martin

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My daddy showed me how to fold my hands
My mama taught me what to say
They told me to kneel down beside my bed
And pray

I asked them who I was talking to
How did they know that he could hear
They kissed me softly on the forehead, they said,
"Just say your prayers,"

Say your prayers…

I wandered far from those gentle hills
Where the corn grew in even rows
I asked questions of the world
With answers no one knows

Say your prayers…

I'm headed back to my homeland now
I'm leaving my restlessness behind
I don't know how they'll greet me there
I don't know what I will find

Say your prayers…