Don't you think I was too young to be messed with? Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you Counting my footsteps, Praying the floor won't fall through, again My mother accused me of losing

She’s been lonely and forgotten ever since But her beauty in the night light will remain Yeah will remain, dear Mary Jane A violet plucked from mother’s grave Oh hear Mary Jane Kelly So sad and singing sadly Ex-soldier Thomas Bowyer found you in the

I'm going home Where somebody love me I'm going home, see my mother Going home, won't my brother be glad? I'm going home, to see my mother I'm going home, to see my dear old dad I'm going home, to be with my sister I'm going home, won't my brother be

Let me tell you about hard work Dear Mr. President, How do you walk with your head held high? How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? Can you even look me in the eye? Come take a walk with

'Cause I remember everything If I could hold back the rain Would you numb the pain If I could help you forget Would you take my regrets Oh, dear mother, I love you I'm sorry, I wasn't good enough Dear father, forgive me 'Cause in your eyes, I just never

Let me tell you about hard work Dear Mr. President, How do you walk with your head held high? How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? Can you even look me in the eye? Come take a walk with

I want to go home Oh, how I want to go home I want to go home, yeah Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City I dreamed about them cotton fields of home I dreamed about my mother, dear old pappy, sister and brother And I dreamed about the girl who's

Pay attention to the cracked streets And the broken homes Some call it slums Some call it nice I want to take you through A wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise Dear mother It makes me wonder why I'm still here

A nigga movin' around with a big-ass revolver And a MAC, man I got a gat, man, if there's a problem I'ma solve it What the fuck are you retarded? You touch Shady, I'll leave you dearly departed Motherfucker, you retarded? You touch 50, I'll leave you