I asked
my mom how I would know
When the right one came along
She said, son, you'll know,
it'll strike a mighty chord,
You'll hear music by the angels
and lyrics by the Lord.
And I asked my mom
how I would know
With a feeling be so strong
She said, son, you'll know
It'll stab you like a sword
But you'll hear music by the angels
and lyrics by the Lord.
She said, now, my little bird,
you're just learning to fly,
So don't flap your wings too soon.
Satan's gonna try to serenade you
And you've got to learn
to recognize his tunes
And your ma won't have to tell you
It'll strike a mighty chord
You'll hear music by the angels,
And lyrics by the Lord.
Satan's gonna try to serenade you,
And you've gotta learn to
recognize his tears.
Son, your mama
won't have to tell you
It'll strike a mighty chord
You'll hear music by the angels,
and lyrics by the Lord.
You