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Introduction
When you think of the power of prayer, you might think of quiet moments, whispered hopes, or maybe even an answered wish. But Randy Travis’s “When Mama Prayed” paints a picture of something so much more profound. This isn’t just a song; it’s a heartfelt tribute to the unwavering faith of a mother and the unshakable belief that her prayers could move mountains.
Randy Travis, with that unmistakable voice, delivers this song like a story being told around the family dinner table. You can almost feel the weight of each word, as if he’s inviting you to sit down, lean in, and really listen. The song doesn’t just tell us about a mother who prayed—it shows us what those prayers meant to her family. There’s something deeply touching about the way Travis describes the impact of those moments when his mama would pray. It’s as if the whole world paused, holding its breath, waiting for what would come next.
The beauty of “When Mama Prayed” lies in its simplicity. It’s not just a nostalgic look back at a mother’s devotion, but a reminder of the power of faith in our everyday lives. Whether you’re religious or not, there’s an undeniable comfort in the idea that someone out there is praying for you, believing in you, and hoping for your well-being with all their heart.
And isn’t that what makes this song special? It’s the connection we feel—whether it’s to our own mothers, to a time when life was simpler, or to the idea that there’s always hope, no matter how tough things get. Randy Travis captures this sentiment perfectly, making “When Mama Prayed” not just a song, but a shared experience, a moment of reflection, and perhaps even a small prayer of our own.
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Lyrics
For you I am praying
For you I am praying
For you I am praying
I’m praying for you
Daddy never went to church on Sunday
He said that’s one thing I’ll never do
Mama never gave up she said one day
He’ll be sitting here beside me and you
I can still hear Mama softly talking
Her tears falling on her folded hands
So that Easter Sunday Daddy walked
That’s when I began to understand
When Mama prayed, good things happened
When Mama prayed, lives were changed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small
Crumbled all the way when Mama prayed
Seventeen and wild I hit the bottom
Doing and thing I dang well please
Burning down life’s highway at full throttle
While Mama burned a candle on her knees
Then one night I came home half sober
I saw Mama kneeling in the den
As I listened, she and Jesus talked it over
And I knew my restless days were ’bout to end
It isn’t like every one of them got answered
But the times they weren’t seems to me were rare
You almost felt sorry for the devil
Cause heaven knows he didn’t have prayer
When Mama prayed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small
Crumbled all the way when Mama prayed
Crumbled all the way when Mama prayed