Good Intentions Songtext
von B.B. Watson

Mama always prayed that I′d be a better man than Daddy
And I determined not to let her down
Deserted by the men she loved and left to raise four children
Who were the local gossip of the town

I promised her that I'd do right and not be like the others
But I wound up in jail on Christmas Day
Told her I′d be home and not to worry about my brothers
When I got home, my mama had passed away


I hear tell the road to hell is paved with good intentions
Mama, my intentions weren't the best
Oh, there's lots of things in my life I′d just as soon not mention
Looks like I turned out like all the rest
Mama, my intentions were the best

A little boy with big blue eyes just begging to go fishing
I promised him, but I never took the time
Now they won′t let me see him and I'm
Just sitting here alone and wishing
Wishing I could hold him one more time

I hear tell the road to hell is paved with good intentions
Mama, my intentions weren′t the best
Oh, there's lots of things in my life I′d just as soon not mention
Looks like I turned out like all the rest
Mama, my intentions were the best
Mama, my intentions were the best