Your Mother Still Calls Me
by Josie Wren · Country › Country Ballad · Made with Suno · 0 plays
Style
country, soft, acoustic, warm, intimate
Prompt
Country pop ballad, warm husky female alto, light twang, soft vocal break, wry then tender, acoustic guitar
Lyrics
Sunday, two o'clock, my phone lights up I'm folding towels at the laundromat Miss Carol's name, and I'm smiling already It's been a year since you and I were through She says it finally rained, says the potluck had Two banana puddings, and one was store-bought My friend says I got custody of her I say it's the best thing I got out of it Your mother still calls me Every Sunday, like nothing changed Your mother still calls me And I never ask her to stop I say yes ma'am, I'm eating fine I don't know why I pick up, but I do A card came on my birthday, ten dollars inside Same loopy writing, "Buy yourself something nice" I bet you couldn't say what day it was She never says your name, just "some folks" Some folks missed church, some folks work too hard Then "Well, you take care, sugar" And I sit a long minute in the quiet Your mother still calls me And it helps and it hurts the same Your mother still calls me Like I still belong to her name I hang up smiling, then I'm not I don't know why I pick up, but I do Do you know? Did she ever say? Is she calling for me, or for her own sake? I could let it ring one Sunday I'm the one who gets to end it or keep it Your mother still calls me So I'll answer every Sunday, slow Your mother still calls me It's my thank you and my goodbye Yes ma'am, I'm eating fine Yes ma'am, you take care too Your mother still calls me