Capo 2nd fret
Standard (EADGBE)
You wake up every morning, go to school every day..
spend your nights on the corner, just passing the time away.
Your life is so lonely, like a child without a toy.
Then, a miracle..a boy...And that's called 'glad.'
Now, my Mom is a good Mom and she loves me with all
her heart.
But she said I was too young to be in love, and the boy
and I would have to part.
And no matter how I ranted and raved...I screamed,
I pleaded, I cried..
she told me it was not really love, but only my
girlish pride. And that's called 'bad.'
(Never...go home anymore.)
Now, if that's happened to you, don't let this...
I packed my clothes and left home that night.
Though she begged me to stay, I was sure I was right.
And you know something funny? I forgot that boy right away.
Instead I remember being tucked in bed and hearing my Mama say...
'Hush, little baby, don't you cry...Mama won't go away.'Mama!
You can never go home anymore..Mama!
No, I can never go home anymore.
Do you ever get that feeling and wanna kiss and hug her?
Do it now..tell her you love her.
Don't do to your Mom what I did to mine.
She grew so lonely in the end..Angels picked her for a friend.
And I can never go home, anymore..
And that's called 'sad.'
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.