Good Intentions

Mama always prayed that

I'd be a better man than daddy

And I determined not to let her down

Deserted by the man she loved

And left to raise four children

We were the local gossip of the town

I promised her that I'd live right

And not be like the others

But I wound up in jail on Christmas day

I told her I'd be home

And not to worry about my brothers

When I got home, my mom had passed away

And I hear, tell the road to hell is

Paved with good intentions

And mama, my intentions were the best

There's lots of things in my life

I'd just as soon, not mention

Looks like I've turned out like all the rest

But mama, my intentions were the best

A little boy with big blue eyes

Begging to go fishing

I promised him but never took the time

Now they won't let me see him

And I sit here wishing

Wishing I could hold him one more time

And I hear, tell the road to hell is

Paved with good intentions

But mama, my intentions were the best

There's lots of things in my life

I'd just as soon, not mention

Looks like I've turned out like all the rest

But mama, my intentions were the best

But mama, my intentions were

The best