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The Man My Momma Tried To Raise
I don't drink as much as used to drink Back in my younger days I don't stay out all night raising the kind of hell I've been known to raise Guess I'm finally coming 'round, finally slowing down Even though I still feel younger than my age Looks like I'm finally trying to be the man My momma tried to raise
Well, I made my peace with Jesus The day we laid momma in the ground It was the first time in years that I stepped foot In that small church outside of town The preacher took me by the hand and told me about a man Whose forgiveness would never, ever fade He said, boy, don't you think it's time you tried to be The man your momma tried to raise
I said I've hurt my friends and hurt myself Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Put those who loved me through a living hell Never seemed to care at all when they were here I'd blame everyone for my own mistakes You could almost hear her poor heart break But she never gave up on me Even through the hardest years
Now I'm older and I'm wiser My hair shows a shade of gray Not a day goes by I don't wish I could go back Try and undo a few mistakes But I live with the regrets of things I can't forget And all the words she never heard me say Like I'm sorry you never got to see the man That you tried so hard to raise Oh, I sure hope someday I'll finally be the man My momma tried to raise
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