momma's found a house

in the countryside

it was built

in seventeen ninety five

solid as a stone



we'll wait for flowers in the spring

we'll listen to the pine trees sing



oh, momma's got a home

momma's got a home

momma's got a home

of her own



there's a perfect place

for the rockin chair

settle down by the window

over there

soft as a cradle



she'll rock the babies when they cry

she'll sing a favorite lullaby



oh, momma's got a home

momma's got a home

momma's got a home

of her own



we'll whistle with the whippoorwill

we'll watch the sun over the hill



oh, momma's got a home

momma's got a home

momma's got a home of her own





to keep her company

when the wind blows