Back when I was a little baby Mama sang sweet songs to me We walked the fields in the sunlight Just a young boy and a whole life left to see When I left my home for the city I found what I'd never known I walked the streets there in the moonlight Just a young man with a hammer on the stone Now I'm young but growing older Seeing what's in this life to see Alone at night by my bedside I sing the songs my mama sang to me This old world is filled with sorrow No more sweet songs or lullabies Just old wars and deception I can hear my mama cry Now I'm young but growing older Seeing what's in this life to see Alone at night by my bedside I sing the songs my mama sang to me I sing the songs my mama sang to me