God, your mama, and me Never gonna run dry, never gonna come up empty Now until the day I die, unconditionally You know I'm always gonna be here for ya No one's ever gonna love you more than That Sunday morning choir calling, church doors open wide That

You look to yours and I will look to mine Two folks in our condition So go about your earthly mission Don't trust no politicians She said, I know just what you're wishing We'll never leave this bar room with our pride I met a little girl in Saskatoon She

God, your mama, and me Never gonna run dry, never gonna come up empty Now until the day I die, unconditionally You know I'm always gonna be here for ya No one's ever gonna love you more than That Sunday morning choir calling, church doors open wide That