Paroles: Shel Silverstein. Mama, I'll Sing One Song For You.

I've sung my songs on dusty roads
And dirty city sidewalks,
To sweatin' hard-eyed brakemen,
In the rail yards I rolled through.
I've sung in blue wallpapered rooms
To girls I played at lovin'.
Now Mama... I'll sing one song for you.

Mama, let me tell you that I've never lost the mem'ry
Of the tender things you told me,
And the gentle things you'd do.
And though I've grown away
And other arms reach out to hold me,
Mama... I'll sing one song for you.

You say you'd like to have me here
To help you through the winter,
But you say it with a wistful smile
Like you already knew
That your boy's no good at stayin'...
Still there's words that need sayin'
And Mama... I've sung one song for you.

Tomorrow I'll be movin' out
On them dusty country backroads.
Some sweatin' hard-eyed brakeman
May hear a tune once or two.
And the girl in the blue wallpapered room,
She'll ask where I been hidin'
And I'll tell 'em I stopped and sang one song for you.