Madeline Edwards - Mama, Dolly, Jesus

Tell me did you walk on water
Do you know a woman named Jolene
Can you claim me as your daughter
Did you rock me to sleep
Pray for my soul to keep

No no no
I don’t think so

You ain’t Mama, Dolly or Jesus
They’re the only voices in my head that I tend to agree with
So pick your bones and throw your stones
I ain’t inclined to please ya unless you’re
Mama, Dolly or Jesus

Those three got a lot in common
The kind you wanna have a drink with
Cause they love people at rock bottom
And they ain’t gonna sit
When there’s a table to flip

S’get off my back
If you can’t say that

You ain’t Mama, Dolly or Jesus
They’re the only voices in my head that I tend to agree with
So pick your bones and throw your stones
I ain’t inclined to please ya unless you’re
Mama, Dolly or Jesus

I can’t pay my rent with your two cents
So keep it to yourself
And when I get lost, can’t bear the cross
I know who can help