Mother sweet mother of mine
Forgive me for who I am
And father sweet father of mime
Forgive me for who I am
The trouble I avoid
It follows me down
And every turn I take
It follows me down
It follows me down
Sometimes I wonder why
I am the way I am
Was I made this way
Or is it where I'm from
Sometimes I wonder if
If it's Gods hand
The clay that he used
To shape and mold me from
The trouble I avoid
It follows me down
And every turn I take
It follows me down
It follows me down
The trouble I avoid
It follows me down
And every turn I take
It follows me down
It follows me down
Mother sweet mother of mine