Hey Mama

Heartfelt Reflections: Hey Mama's Musical Embrace
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Lyrics

Hey, mama

Expression of greeting and attention to the mother

I know you're up late most nights, not sleeping

Acknowledging the mother's late-night activities, possibly related to concern or care

Staying on social media, keeping

Noting the mother's engagement with social media to keep up with distant lives

Up with the lives that we've made far away

Reflecting on the challenges of maintaining connections with loved ones who are far away

And it's sometimes hard to find the time to take

Expressing difficulty in finding time to communicate due to a busy schedule

To say how much I miss you

Conveying a deep longing and affection for the mother

Can't wait for the next time I'm back home

Anticipation for the next reunion at home

Hey, mama

Reiteration of the greeting to the mother


Hey, mama

Repeating the greeting, emphasizing the relationship with the mother

Sending you a text doesn't have the same effect

Highlighting the limitations of text messages compared to personal interactions

Like laughing in church or hugging your neck

Mentioning the emotional impact of personal moments like laughter and physical affection

It's just life has a way of getting in the way

Commenting on life's challenges interfering with communication

When we're thirteen hundred twenty-nine miles away

Quantifying the distance and expressing a yearning for past times

But I sure do miss those days

Nostalgia for the past, reminiscing about enjoyable moments

When we'd all gather round the dinner table

Recalling family gatherings around the dinner table

And daddy would pray

Mentioning the father's prayer during family dinners


Lord, thank you for this family and this food

Quoting a prayer expressing gratitude for family and food

We know we sure are blessed to have it this good

Acknowledging the family's blessings and fortune

Then we'd pick up a six-string

Transitioning to musical elements, specifically playing a six-string instrument

Someone would start playing drums all afternoon

Describing the informal and joyful nature of family music sessions

Those Sunday lazy days were rock and roll

Characterizing lazy Sundays as moments of rock and roll

And I'll take those memories wherever I go

Expressing the value of such memories wherever the individual goes

Hey, mama

Repeating the greeting to the mother


Hey, son

Transitioning to the mother's response

I know you're out there having all that fun

Acknowledging the son's enjoyment in a bustling city

Living it up wild in that big old city

Commenting on the son's social life and romantic involvement

And that girl that you've been seeing, she's so pretty

Complimenting the attractiveness of the son's romantic partner

But I miss when you're back home singing harmonies

Expressing a desire for the son's return and participation in family singing

Cause Amazing Grace don't sound the same to me

Noting a change in the son's absence, particularly in religious moments

You better write your mama back

Advising the son to keep in touch with the mother

And don't forget your dad when he would pray

Reminding the son not to forget the father's prayers


Lord, thank you for this family and this food

Repeating the family prayer of gratitude

We know we sure are blessed to have it this good

Reiterating the awareness of the family's blessings

Then we'd pick up a six-string

Revisiting the musical aspect with the six-string instrument

Someone would start playing drums all afternoon

Recalling the joyful atmosphere with drum playing

Those Sunday lazy days were rock and roll

Repeating the characterization of lazy Sundays as rock and roll moments

And you take those memories wherever you go

Reaffirming the value of carrying such memories wherever one goes

And you take those memories wherever you go

Repeating the sentiment about taking memories wherever one goes

But don't forget to come back home

Encouraging a return home despite the adventures and memories elsewhere

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