Mom - Lucero

Mama, your boys might make some mistakes*

But we know where we’re from

And we know how we were raised

So don’t you think twice about where we are tonight,

No matter how far from home

We’ll be back along, just a matter of time.

Home, might scatter and fade,

With time all things must change

The road, it might take its own course

But at it’s end, we’re still your boys

Mama there’s times where we’ll make some mistakes,

We know how you’ve worked and we know how you’ve prayed,

So don’t you think twice bout where we are tonight

No matter what becomes of us

You gave us enough,

Know that we’ve tried.

Home, it might scatter and fade

With time, all things must change

The road, it might take its own course

But at it’s end, we’re still your boys

And your mother was 16

When she married the man that she loved

Now she gave you everything

And you gave it all back to us

Mama, you know we might make some mistakes

If we should falter, it’s us should be blamed

Don’t you think twice 'bout what’s wrong or right

Learned it long time ago, we keep it close

You’re with us tonight

Home, it might scatter and fade,

With time all things must change,

The road it might take its own course

But at it’s end, we’re still your boys