Mary & Omie Lyrics - Nanci Griffith

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 

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 

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 

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