Mama

[Claus Lessmann / Hans Ziller] Billy was a young boy When he got his first guitar he was dreamin' about the big town Headin' out to be a star Mama was proud to help him She was proud to watch him play but she didn't think Billy someday Would turn and walk away Sitting by the window Waiting and hopin' all the time Billy's coming home But he's too far gone All she's got are memories And his letter in her hands He said Mama - don't care Mama don't you cry I'm still your little good boy Tryin' to get it right Mama - don't give up When believin's getting tough Whatever I'll be doing, I'll be thinkin' Thinkin' about your love Billy's got in trouble He's got deep down in despair There was nobody believed in The words he had to swear He was too proud to make a phone call And say Mama help me please He just wrote another letter He said Mama you're in my dreams There she's sitting all alone Still she's waiting for her little boy comin' home She feels so alone, listening to the radio She thinks Billy is singin' this song to her He said Mama - don't care Mama don't you cry I'm still your little good boy Tryin' to get it right Mama - don't give up When believin's getting tough Whatever I'll be doing, I'll be thinkin' Thinkin' about your love What about the love you gave all these years You ain't got anything back If there's a little chance to make it all undone I'd give you the love of a son I owe you Mama - don't care Mama don't you cry I'm still your little good boy Tryin' to get it right Mama - don't give up When believin's getting tough Whatever I'll be doing, I'll be thinkin' Thinkin' about your love Mama - don't care Mama don't you cry I'm still your little good boy Tryin' to get it right Mama - don't give up When believin's getting tough Whatever I'll be doing, I'll be thinkin' Thinkin' about your love