Mary and Omie

My daddy was a longshoreman in New Orleans, My mamma kept score just watchin' the Mardi Gras, Oh me, I sat on the front porch watchin' the rails roll out, I was waitin' for my Omie to take me outta this south It was me and my sisters, like to wore that front porch out [Chorus:] And there can't be more to this livin' than loving my Omie We're both sittin' back here watchin' our children grow If there's a better ace in the deck, Well, baby, come on and show me, If you ain't got a hand then get on your wheel and roll, 'cause there could never be a better hand than these hearts I hold Me and my Omie, we settled down here in Houston Oh, and one by one, we moved my sisters west We bought a house in the suburbs and we've got four fine children We are black middle class because Omie wouldn't settle for less We are black middle class because Omie wouldn't settle for less [Chorus] My children are the first thing in my mornin`` My Omie is the last thing in my night Oh, in between I dream about that porch back home And I bless my daddy for the love within that house But, I thank my Omie for takin' me outta the south look at these hearts I hold, oh, look at these hearts I hold look at these hearts I hold, there ain't no place like home Look at these hearts we hold, look at those hearts you hold Hey! My Omie's got a heart of gold, look at these hearts we hold take a look at those hearts you hold!