**Play Song**

Big Ma

Big Ma, she can shake the ground
Hard enough to knock you down
And Big Ma can whip up a wind
That’ll turn outside, whatever’s in

Big Ma be a comin on home now,
some day soon

Yah, Big Ma can make it get so hot
That you’ll forget what you forgot
And she can make it get so cold
That you’ll just leave off gettin old

Big Ma, she can make it rain
So damn hard you’ll just go insane
And she can surely blow a hole
Right through the middle of your poor soul

Big Ma’s gonna be a comin on by here,
now one of these days

Big Ma don’t need to write no books
She just relies on her good looks
And what more should she really need
But she planted one bad seed

Big Ma in time's, gonna tuck you in
Cause in the end she’s bound to win
No, Big Ma just don’t give a damn
About the woman or about the man

Big Ma be a comin on home now,
some day soon

We ain’t no different than a fly
Or some kinda virus in your eye
No Big Ma, don’t really care a lot
If we’re here, or if we’re not

We’re just one more in the crowd
Seems like we’re gettin much too loud
Big Ma, ain’t got no talking snakes
Big Ma, just got what it takes.

Big Ma’s gonna be a comin on by here,
now one of these days
Yes, Big Ma be a comin on home now,
some day soon

 

Copyright 2007. Ed Gnaedinger