Standard (EADGBE)

: 320033 or 320003

Intro

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Mama hollers Supper time

  And don't make me tell you twice

  Wash your hands and wipe your face

The table's no place for your toys

  And try to use your inside voice

  Don't dig in 'til we say Grace

So we put down our forks and bowed our heads

And then she prayed the strangest prayer ever said

  I wanna thank You Lord

For noisy children and slamming doors

And clothes scattered all over the floor

A husband workin' all the time

  Draggin' in dead tired at night

  An never ending messy kitchen

  And dirty dishes

We all got real still and quiet

  And daddy asked Honey, you alright?

  She said There ain't nothing wrong

Noisy kids are happy kids

  And slamming doors just means we live

  In a warm and loving home

Your long hours and those dishes in the sink

Means a job and enough to eat

  I wanna thank You Lord

For noisy children and slamming doors

And clothes scattered all over the floor

A husband workin' all the time

  Draggin' in dead tired at night

  An never ending messy kitchen

  For my little busy bees

Beggin' mama, mama can you please?

Always wantin' me and callin' me

Loads of laundry pilin' up

  Crayons crushed into the rug

  In those little sticky kisses

  And dirty dishes

  And dirty dishes