Norma Jean - There Won't Be Any Patches In Heaven lyrics

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 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...