A little closer, please
So I can hold your hand up to my face
You know I’m ill at ease
And I could use some warmth inside this place
Mama, I’ve got a plan
I’m gonna be a man and make this right
Now won’t you take my hand
And promise that you’ll think of me tonight
I wanna go back to my home
And I wanna be where a boy can be free
But I’ve got time, I owe the state
And I don’t think that I can wait
Don’t turn your eyes from me
I know these walls they always make me cry
But ma I gotta see
You look at me before we say goodbye
I wanna go back to my home
And I wanna be where a boy can be free
But I’ve got time, I owe the state
And I don’t think that I can wait
Hey mama, it’s good to see ya
I’m gonna need ya to pray for your son
‘Cause mama, I really miss ya
And I promise the disappointment is done
I wanna go back to my home
And I wanna be where a boy can be free
But I’ve got time, I owe the state
And I don’t think that I can wait
I wanna go back to my home
And I wanna be where a boy can be free
But I’ve got time, I owe the state
And I don’t think that I can wait
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