Mama, please don’t call me

For I’ve no more tears to cry

And your words are just like music

Seem to tug at my insides

 

It’s a wonder how you found me

When my back’s against the wall

And your eyes just see right through me

Gaze into my guilty soul

 

And, oh, the foolish things I’ve done

How I wish that I could fly—now my noose has come undone

 

Well, papa was a mean one

He never stuck around

And too much moonshine whiskey

Put him six feet underground

 

So I begged him for forgiveness

And slept out on the lawn

‘Til you grabbed me by my shorthairs

Threw me back where I belong