Mama Songtext
von Martha Redbone

Even when she walks she got that look upon her face
Saying don′t you think of trying to take my bag or start some shit
She's tired of going to work to come home to go to work
Long as she got them two colored kids that′ll never run off and live
But when I look into her eyes and ask her how she is
She say "here's your dinner, stop fooling around
Sit down, I don't wanna talk about that!"

Wonder why
Why, Mama
Why, Mama
Don′t ask her how she feels
Hurts her too much to be real


All these years her innocence still painted on her face
And all she see when she looks at me is the man who left her place
But we were raised to give her love, but what we give is hard to get
And no matter how I try I just get silence
But when I look into her eyes and ask her anyway
She say "your name Oprah? Leave me alone,"
She said, "I don′t wanna talk about that!"

Wonder why
Why, Mama
Why, Mama
Don't ask her how she feels
Hurts her too much to be real

That′s how some are born, they never get their way
But it's not all our fault, it′s just how I was taught

Why, Mama
Why, Mama
Don't ask her how she feels
Hurts her too much to be real
Why, Mama
Why, Mama
Why, Mama
Why, Mama