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Going back to a tender age, |
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so full of confusion and rage, |
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Daddy says, "Boys, your Mama's gone." |
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There's a hand on your shoulder as you're throwing dirt, |
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someone says, "Time heals the hurt. |
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Little man, you got to keep on keepin' on," |
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but all you want is Mama's arms. |
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You ride back home in a limosine, |
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the saddest car that you've ever seen, |
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your brother can not look you in the eye. |
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Lightning strikes, thunder roars, |
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an early winter in that heart of yours, |
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but you swear you won't let them see you cry |
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'cause all you want is Mama's arms. |
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The neighbors come and bring you pies, |
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endless words and futile sighs, |
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and you run up to your room and lock the door. |
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And there you are in your Sunday best, |
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the way your Mama would have had you dressed |
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and you realize it doesn't matter anymore |
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'cause all you want is Mama's arms. |
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'Round and 'round and 'round it goes. |
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The seasons change the young boy grows |
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to understand it's all part of some plan. |
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You used to wonder what it's all about. |
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Now those are questions you can do without. |
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You laugh them off and do the best you can |
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All you want is Mama's arms |
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All you want is Mama's arms |
