My Mama is a Shining Light

My mom was at the organ under Jesus' fiery body She raised us to love God and to do right She would open up her mouth and all the high notes would spill out My mama is a shining light My mama stretched her arms out and she held me to her chest She whispered to me softly in the night That Monica, my choir director, would be moving in My mom said "she is my shining light" And oh I looked at Jesus on the wall And wondered what he thought The school bus came next morning and I clutched my stuffy bear The kids from church they would not meet my eye I took a breath and stood right up, my tears all running down I said my mom has spent all of her life here in this town As far as I'm concerned I think my mom should wear a crown My mama is a shining light My mama is a shining light