My mama never had nothing That she
could call her own When I was three my
daddy left me and my mother all alone
I had to quit school and get a job So
I could pay my way I broke my back on
cotton field for fifteen cents a day
But don't cry mama Don't you cry Oh
mama don't you cry
We made it through to six days When
Vietnam broke out My brother got killed
and that gave my mama some more to cry
about
They sent us a wire and said there
he'd been killed and attacked He helped
a friend to get on his feet And they
shot him in the back
But don't cry mama Don't you cry Oh
mama don't you cry
We made it through our trouble We
made it through the war But mother's
heart was so weak And she just couldn't
take any more
I told her not to worry That we always
had survived But in the winter of 69 She
just took sick and died And I cried for
mama everyday You know I cried, cried
for my mama
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