Mamma Song

I got a half a six pack of Old Milwaukee

And a half a bag of weed

I can't do it like I did when I was a kid

This is all I'm gonna need

Because I know you always worry about me drinking my dinner

But I don't do that anymore

I got me a sweet girl at home

She's keeping food on the table

And at night she keeps me warm

So I've got me this piece of paper

And I got my favorite pen

I know it's been a little while

And talking's not my style

So I just had to write my friend

Hey, I'm doing alright, mamma

I'm ok, I know your late night talks with Jesus

Have helped me on my way

I know it wasn't always easy

Raising my father's son

And your son will be alright

If the shows keep coming

This old guitar and me are still strumming

I know you always knew I always took it way too far

But I'm doing alright now, mamma

I'm doing alright now, mamma

Doing alright now, mamma

I'm doing ok

Do you remember the time I was stuck in L.A.?

And I didn't have a job

And I didn't have a way to pay the bills that I'd racked up

Yeah, you kept me from losing my truck

Yeah, I'm a little better off now than I was then

But it's sure nice to see you calling me when

I'm out there on the road

Yeah, you calling to say, "Have a good show"

Well, hey, I'm doing alright, mamma

I'm ok, I know your late night talks with Jesus

Have helped me on my way

I know it wasn't always easy

Raising my father's son

And your son will be alright

If the shows keep coming

This old guitar and me are still strumming

I know you always knew I always took it way too far

But I'm doing alright now, mamma

I'm doing alright now, mamma

I'm doing alright now, mamma

I'm doing ok