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She was a perfect Mom

The daughter of a preacher

Grew up sheltered

With a christian education

Things got out of hand

When her husband died of cancer

Too many unpaid bills

Led to a deep frustration

Chasing the american dream

She started in her cellar

Her product was high quality

Ma Carson's medicine

For almost 13 months

The DEA observed her

Until the day

They stormed the house at 5 am

They didn't find a single piece of evidence

Nor the hidden tunnel

Found nothin' but a perfect house

Cleaned up by 20 men

Chasing the american dream

She started in her cellar

Her product was high quality

Ma Carson's medicine

She earned a lot of sympathy

Things couldn't have gone better

People travelled far to taste

Ma Carson's medicine

Carefully they brought her stuff back to the cellar

Certainly they would not dare another raid

She went back to work and produced better stuff than ever

Though she knew that she was dancin' on a razorblade

They all knew Ma Carson's medicine

Soon it was sold all over the country

Chasing the american dream

She started in her cellar

Her product was high quality

Ma Carson's medicine

She earned a lot of sympathy

Things couldn't have gone better

People travelled far to taste

Ma Carson's medicine

Every sunday morning when the church bells rang

She got a wad of money from the garden shack

And while the congregation and the choir sang

It miraculously went into the bell bag