Mama Hold My Hand

When I was just - a little boy
I would go out to play
And I would wander - so far from home
That I would lose my way
And I'd call on my mama to help me and she'd come right away
To help me get back home where I wanna be
And here's what I say

Mama hold my hand
I don't think I can cross this road by myself
Mama hold my hand
I don't think I can cross this road by myself

And when I was - a young man
I would go (out straight)
Didn't want nobody to hold my hand
Wanted to make my own way
And my mama would come out to help me
But I push her away
Cause I just wanted to be on my own
And heres what I say

Mama leave my hand
I've been waiting to cross this road by myself

Now that I'm a grown man
And I moved away
I got a house a 9to5
And my wife - she got a kid on the way

Mama told me that life's gonna get rough
Take it day by day
But every once in a while I get scared
And I wish I could say

Mama hold my hand
I don't think I can cross this road by myself
Mama hold my hand
I don't think I can cross this road by myself

And now my mama is near the end of her years
And her hair is grey
Sometimes I call her
To ask her if she would like to spend the day
Mama used to be strong but she ain't now
And she can't make her way
Thats why I'm always around when she needs help
And here's what I say

Mama hold my hand
I don't think you can cross this road by yourself
Mama hold my hand
I don't think you can cross this road by yourself