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| She was a kid when her boy was born Love made a beautiful child Time carried on now her hearts been torn Between love and her will to provide She leaves him alone by the TV light Eating outa tin from the fridge Waits for the train, disappears in the night Over the Brooklyn Bridge Mamas not coming home tonight Theres a tear welling up in her eye All that she wants is a better life to provide She packs a bag with her loving hands Sends him to school with a kiss Heads off to work at the coffee stand Later she works the third shift Shes always seen that the cupboard is full With patience and care for his needs Still buys the lotto card pays all the bills And hangs on to her dreams Mamas not coming home tonight Theres a tear welling up in her eye All that she wants is a better life to provide Someday youll be a man And love may find your way I hope that youll understand Sometimes lifes got other plans Still buys the lotto card, pays all the bills And hangs on to her dreams Mamas not coming home tonight Theres a tear welling up in her eye All that she wants is a better life to provide Mamas not coming home tonight You could see by the look in her eye She said were gonna make us a better life Then she smiles |
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