Mama Got the Chair

She had a ring of gold and a three-year-old
 And a house with a wooden fence
 The doctors tried and her family cried
 'Cause it didn't make no sense
 But somewhere deep inside
 She knew God knew better
 So in the middle of the night
 Dim night light, she started her letter
 It said, "Don't give up right before the miracle
 Don't let this world turn you cold and cynical
 Take these words, write 'em on your heart
 Let your light shine through the dark
 And when you think you've had enough
 Keep looking up
 Keep looking up"
 Well she got the note that her mama wrote
 On the day she turned 11
 On the envelope she read the words
 "To my little girl from heaven"
 She couldn't remember the smell of her skin
 Oh, but on that night, it was like she was holding her again
 When she read, "Don't give up right before the miracle
 Don't let this world turn you cold and cynical
 Take these words, write 'em on your heart
 Let your light shine through the dark
 And when you think you've had enough
 Keep looking up
 Keep looking up"
 Find a man who will hold your hand
 And love you for you
 And for heaven's sake, you'll make mistakes
 But whatever you do
 Don't give up right before the miracle
 Don't let this world turn you cold and cynical
 Take these words, write 'em on your heart
 Let your light shine through the dark
 And when you think you've had enough
 And you need me to pour down my love
 Keep looking up
 Keep looking up
 Keep looking up