Tonart: Bb minor
Verse 1
Am
I'm reminded today of a mother who had two well- to- do sons,
which was greedy
This mother was very poor
Oh, yes, she was
She walked in her kitchen
one day
She found out that she didn't have meal
in the barrel
She found out that she didn't have
flour in the barrel
She walked over to the icebox
She found out that she didn't have meat to go
in her greens
She thought about those two weathered
suns
She looked in the closet and got out that
old coat
She looked up on the shelf
and got down that hat
She walked on out the door and went down
to her son's house
She walked in, oh yes she did
She looked around at her son and said
Son, son, oh my son
I need something to eat,
I can see when it all starts to look better
You say
Mama, oh
Mother, I know you raised me to
the best of your knowledge
But I don't have nothing to give
She turned around
and walked out with tears in her eyes
She thought about her other son
She walked on down to
her telephone
She reached in her old pocket
and got out of town
Oh, she called that other son
I can hear what she said
Son, listen mama, I need a favor from you, I need a little piece of money. I can hear that old son,
he said mama, I don't have nothing to give, I don't have anything to give you
She hung up the phone
and started back home
She got there in an old rundown shack
She walked on in, oh, oh, oh, lordy
She walked on in,
she looked up towards heaven
She started to sing a song and
it went something like this
Verse 2
Am
I'll be done with the trouble
Of this world
Dm
E
Em
E
Trouble of
Em
E
Am
this world
Trouble of this world
With tears in her eyes, she said
Soon
I'll be done
With the
Trouble of this world
She said
Dm
Am
Eaug
E
I'm going home
Dm
To live
With
Am
God
Like I could see her now when she got
wicked and needy, she said
Verse 3
I'll be gone soon
Verse 4
Am
The trouble of this world,
Dm
trouble of this world
Verse 5
E
Em
E
The trouble of this world,
Am
trouble of
I'll be gone
I won't have to take it no more
The trouble of all this
I'm going home
E
Eaug
E
Dm
To be loved, loved, loved
Oh
Lord
Tears
Lord
Mm
Lord
E
Am
Lord,
mm
Whoa
Tears in my eyes
Oh
Lord
Oh
Lordy, my son, my son, my son
Tell me now that's all right
E
I'm going home, home, home,
Am
home, home, home, home
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