Mama Knows Best

(Selwyn Birchwood Music admin. by Eyeball Music) I brought a pretty little girl home to meet the family I was head over heels, but bumped my head, it seems I was too love-blind to see All the red flags in front of me I asked my mama for her blessing She hung her head low in thought As she stirred the pot And she said-- "Son, let me try to talk to you No one has known you longer Or loved you more than your mama And I would never steer you wrong That girl just ain't no good for ya You should find someone good to ya 'Fore it's too late. I fear it won't be long She don't cook, she don't clean, she don't work, She just leans on every little thing you do Ya listen to your mama when I'm tellin' you That girl will be the death of you" Now mama why can't you understand I'm a full grown man And I wants me a family of my own I know that she ain't perfect But she's so damn fine, I think it's worth it And everybody's got their flaws So it seems to me, we'll just have to agree to disagree Mama turned around She brought a cigarette to her mouth And exhaled her doubts And she said "Son, I want you to listen to me You don't get to be old by being a fool And I'm much older than I ever thought I'd be Im-a pass you some of this wisdom That I've earned along with these wrinkles that you see Sometimes pretty things is poison And it's best you leave it alone Or you'll be married to misery Praying to God to bring you home Son, I want you to listen to me You may not like to be told what to do But let me tell ya, mama knows what she's talking about You may disagree with me, but I am still right Trust me. I know what I'm talking about" It was years and years Filled with pain and tears 'Fore I finally caught me a little sense And I could hear my mama's words As they, as they repeated in my head "You better leave that girl alone" It was with a heavy heart and deep regret When I finally laid my mama to her rest I should have listened from the start 'Cause it came from the heart You know Mama knows best