Mama’s Dead James Brown

[Verse]
Mama's dead
Never again will she hold my hand
Never again to hear her call my name
How I miss her much more than I show
I miss her, oh, oh
My mama's dead
No one to talk to when I'm, when I'm feeling low
No one understands me when I, when I go too far
I need help, help
What will I do without help?

She tried so hard to make me a respectable man
She didn't really know me, and she didn't really understand
She worked like a slave, and prayed hard every day
What did I do for her? My way was not her way
But now she's gone, her troubles are over
The pain is gone
I wish I had made her proud to call me son
Because I love her more than she knows
More than she knew I love her
No one to cry, no one to sit by the bedside
No one to watch the light in my window
No one, no one to come in
Come in and pull the cover over my head at night
No one to say, "Son, everything will be alright"
No one to say, somebody up there loves us
Lay your head on mama's breast and rest, yeah
Everybody got a mother and you know what I'm talking about
Mama's dead, mama's dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead