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