Dear Mr. Potter
I hope you're well
And though we've met once, I don't remember
You held me when I was only a year
It would appear you knew my mother
Dear Mr. Potter
I found your notes
They were locked up in my mother's dresser
My father, for all his saving grace
Was always too late, you had her heart first
You see my mother, she fell in love with a black man in the sixties
But Grandpa wouldn't let that be
Oh my mother, she met him every year down in Mississippi
And that love makes you family
Dear Mr. Potter
I'm sad to say
My dear mother has passed away
I wish I could tell you it was a lie
But all this to say
You deserve a goodbye
You see my mother, she fell in love with a black man in the sixties
But Grandpa wouldn't let that be
Oh my mother, she met him every year down in Mississippi
And that love makes you family
Now I know why she cried during "Same Time Next Year"
And I know when she died, she'd have had you near
But her peace wasn't peaceful as most
No funeral, no holy ghost
No her peace wasn't peaceful as most
No funeral, no holy ghost
You see my mother, she fell in love with a black man in the sixties
But Grandpa wouldn't let that be
Oh my mother, she met him every year down in Mississippi
And love makes you family
Oh my mother, she fell in love with a black man in the sixties
But Grandpa wouldn't let that be
Oh my mother, she met him every year down in Mississippi
And love makes you family
Oh my mother
Yes my mother
Oh my mother
And love makes you family
Oh my mother
Yes my mother
Oh my mother, yah
And love makes you family