I guess I had two mommas, til I stepped into my teens.
I guess you might say Rosie turned my diapers into jeans.
She taught me how to talk so good, say please and thank you mam.
I guess you'd say she had a lot to do with who I am.

Rosie Mae Callens, them children get yo pressure high.
Rosie Mae Callens, there's still mo chicken left to fry.
Rosie Mae Callens, I hope we weren't so bad...
Cause we're the only family Rosie Mae Callens ever had.

Precious Jesus hold my hand,she whispered in the air.
In that bluesy breezy baritone, that squeaky rockin chair.
Took a red-neck baby off to heaven for a day,
for a nap in the lap of luxury, in the arms of Rosie Mae...

Rosie Mae Callens, them children get yo pressure high.
Rosie Mae Callens, there's still mo chicken left to fry.
Rosie Mae Callens, I hope we weren't so bad...
Cause we're the only family Rosie Mae Callens ever had.

Collard greens and onion rings and mashed potatoes too.
No one fries up chicken like Miss Rosie used to do.
Ham hocks, corn bread, butter beans, I wish I had a way.
to bless that dinner one more time and thank Miss Rosie Mae.

Rosie Mae Callens, them children get yo pressure high.
Rosie Mae Callens, there's still mo chicken left to fry.
Rosie Mae Callens, I hope we weren't so bad...
Cause we're the only family Rosie Mae Callens ever had.

We grow tall and stupid,we lose touch and people die.
Did I say I love you,did I even say good-bye?
Precious Jesus, hold my Rosie,through eternity.
Now she's yours forever,but she's still a part of me.

Rosie Mae Callens, them children get yo pressure high.
Rosie Mae Callens, there's still mo chicken left to fry.
Rosie Mae Callens, I hope we weren't so bad...
Cause we're the only family Rosie Mae Callens ever had.