June, sweet June, your laughter is a summer tune.
Your Momma’s love will help you bloom as a rose grows through the cracks in the pavement; You're an amazement, unfazed by the placement of the stains on your apron. No hiccups you’ve taken will stand in your way when you’ve made up your mind of which dreams to be chasing. You will achieve them one way or another with all of your heart that you get from your mother.
June sweet June, your laughter is a summer tune.
Your Momma’s love will help you bloom
As a rose grows through, your momma’s growing with you.