[Chorus 1]
Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat
And covering the crossroads I'm standing at
Or maybe it's the weather or something like that
Mama, you been on my mind
I don't want trouble, please don't put me down or get upset
I am not pleading or saying I'll forget you
I do not walk the floor head down and bent, yet
Mama, you been on my mind
[Verse 1]
Now that's the carved marble madonna, matron of honor
Sarah Connor, big mama, lil mama
Mama wrap the world in your arms, un abrazo
Como Santiago, limpiando pecados
Like San Juan Capistrano got swallows
God knows we got a whole lotta tomorrows
But tomorrows bring hard roads
The kind that leave scars that show
So I do my best not to stress when you b**hin'
A little bit of friction's a given, given this position
And you put up with me when I'm pissy and don't pitch in
And I owe my life to your wizardry in the kitchen
And your vision, I've been gone a long time
Slaving in the salt mines, looking for mine
But every now and then I point an eye toward the sky
Cuz mama you been on my, mama you been on my mind
[Chorus 2]
Although my mind is hazy and my thoughts, they might be narrow
What you said don't bother me, or bring me down in sorrow
It don't even matter where I'll be waking up tomorrow
Mama, you'll be on my mind
[Verse 2]
Mama, you catch a lot of bullsh** and hostility, a little bit of bigotry
Flat-out misogyny, still keep your dignity
Finish with the victory looking pristine
Ain't even skin your knee, miss thing
That's your mystique, rest in peace Betty Frie'
Mama Mary come to me, tell me "let it be."
Tell me how you grit it through the misery, tell me where your strength comes from
How I can get some
Might chase a skirt or two, not to kick dirt at you
Bachelor pad doing what the Virgos do
See, I've got two eyes and neither one of them's gay's
Which makes me a perpetrator of the male gaze
Plus I'm a pale-face little privileged f**
Can't embrace my luck without first giving it up
And work my way back into your grace, mama
I'mma find a way to keep my promise
I love you
[Chorus 3]
When you wake, mama, look inside your mirror
You know I won't be near
But I'm curious to know if you can see yourself as clear
As someone who's had you on his mind
Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat
And covering the crossroads I'm standing at
Or maybe it's the weather, or something like that
Mama, you been on my mind