[Verse 1]
Sunday morning I heard mama pray
From a room I heard her say
"Good Lord help my son find his way"
"Lord he's just a country boy"
"He thinks the world is great big toy"
There ain't nothin' he can't do
If he wants to
He got himself a part time job
Saved his money and bought him a guitar
Played from sun up to sundown, hey, hey, hey
(He don't wanna) Go to schoool no more
Don't do his household chores
But I must admit, the neighbors dig his sound
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(He's) Got some big ideas
He's talkin' 'bout leavin' here
Going to a place called New York City
And here's what he told me
[Chorus]
Mama, I gotta brand new thing, don't say no
Let me go
Mama, (Yeah) I got a brand new thing, don't say no
Let me go
Sunday morning I heard mama pray
From a room I heard her say
"Good Lord help my son find his way"
"Lord he's just a country boy"
"He thinks the world is great big toy"
There ain't nothin' he can't do
If he wants to
He got himself a part time job
Saved his money and bought him a guitar
Played from sun up to sundown, hey, hey, hey
(He don't wanna) Go to schoool no more
Don't do his household chores
But I must admit, the neighbors dig his sound
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(He's) Got some big ideas
He's talkin' 'bout leavin' here
Going to a place called New York City
And here's what he told me
[Chorus]
Mama, I gotta brand new thing, don't say no
Let me go
Mama, (Yeah) I got a brand new thing, don't say no
Let me go
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