Asked sweet mama, Let me be her kid She said, "You might get hurt if you don't keep it hid" Well I know my baby, If I see her in the dark I said I know my rider, If I see her in the dark Now, I goin' to Rosedale, Take my rider by my side Still

Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head. Well, I was born on a Sunday; on Thursday I had me a job. I was born on a Sunday; by Thursday I was workin' out on the job. I ain't never had no day off since I learned right from wrong. And poppa threw

I want to tell you all a story 'bout a harper valley widow wife Who had a teenage daughter that attended harper valley junior high Well her daughter came home one afternoon and didn't even stop to play And she said, "mama, i've got a note here from the

Asked sweet mama, Let me be her kid She said, "You might get hurt if you don't keep it hid" Well I know my baby, If I see her in the dark I said I know my rider, If I see her in the dark Now, I goin' to Rosedale, Take my rider by my side Still

On the news tonight Well mama said It's just make believe You can't believe everything you see So baby close your eyes to the lullabies A billion people died on the news tonight But not so many cried at the terrible sight Who's the one to decide that it

Let my heart go Mama, let my heart go Never I ask of you But never I gave But you gave me your emptiness that I'll take to my grave Let your son grow Or let this heart be still So let this heart be still Mama she has taught me well