I remember the day I called mama on the telephone I told her mama I'm getting married, I could hear her voice On the other side of the telephone, she was smiling And she asked me a question that I proudly answered She said, 'Son did you take time to know her?' I said mama she's the best but today it hurts me so To go back to mama and say mama I'm getting divorced Oh I'm getting divorced This choice I made didn't work out The way I thought it would This choice I made didn't work out The way I thought it would It hurts me so mama, mama said to me It's not easy to understand it son But I hope you'll make it, but I hope you'll make it But I hope you'll make it, you'll be happy again I remember in church, when the preacher read the scriptures You looked so beautiful and innocent I did not know that behind that beauty Lies the true colors that will destroy me in the near future This choice I made didn't work out The way I thought it would be This choice I made didn't work out The way I thought it would be Now I'm hurting, I remember when I held you By the hand preacher man read the scriptures Putting words in your mouth Maybe what the preacher man said Was not something that was with you Now I know what they mean when they say Beautiful woman is another man's plaything Oh Lord I'm hurting now This choice I made didn't work out The way I thought it would Mama said to me It's not easy to understand it son But I hope you'll make it, but I hope you'll make it But I hope you'll make it, you'll be happy again It's not easy to understand it son But I hope you'll make it, but I hope you'll make it But I hope you'll make it, you'll be happy again It's not easy to understand it son But I hope you'll make it, but I hope you'll make it But I hope you'll make it, you'll be happy again ... © GALLO MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com