Momma's Waiting Lyrics - Kenny Rogers
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As I drive towards home I picture Momma waiting
She’ll be glad to see her big time boy come home
She gets little in return for all she’s given
And I’m all she’s got to love since Daddy’s gone.
Now I’m forty miles away and I’m still wonderin’
Why I ever told her I was doing well
When I first went wrong I should have turned to Momma
But it’s hard to get back up once you have fell.
It’s the last time I’ll see flowers in the morning
It’s the last time I’ll hear robins in the spring
It’s the last time I’ll feel Momma’s arms around me
It’s the last chance here on earth I’ll have to sing.
As I drive away behind me Momma’s waving
To a son who’s all he’d ever hoped he’d be
Now she’ll say her final prayers, “And go, meet Daddy”
sponsored linksAnd I’m glad she’s only seen one side of me.
Today makes thirteen years in Coleman’s Federal Prison
And tonight I’ll walk my last few steps alone
But I can’t help thinking somewhere Momma’s waiting
Once again to see her big time boy come home.
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A time for remerance | Reviewer: Jim Cox | 12/26/13
I learned this song in 1970 just before I joined the US Navy. I played it for my mom at the age of 17,just before I shipped out to Vietnam. Mom always enjoyed the song and especially when I taped it and mailed the tape home.
Last night I called my mom and and she brought up Momma's Waiting and reminded me of the song and shared memories of her playing and replaying the tape while crying. At the end of our conversation, we were both in tears.
Mommy's Waiting, to me, is one of the best.
P.S. Kenny, had you played the song a little slower, with your voice, the song would've blown the charts...God Bless You, Kenny.
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