Mama, Mama, I have fell

Slipped into the wishing well

Paid my price, I'm now in hell

Bent your rope; it seems that I've fallen

Look at the stars that cover day

All the light has turned to grey

I'd better stop or lose my way

Tuck me in and read a story

Seen the white man's every vine

Death and what we leave behind

It's a life of the daily grind

Forget what all our hopes and dreams are

Papa, Papa, please help me

I have swam too far to sea

The water's deep the waves are high

Hold out your arms, I think that I'm drowning

I have climbed on the highest limb

Looked at what's above, within

Separated good from sin

Seems I'm on the last tree standing

Growing, sleeping, eat, and die

All the while I wonder why

When we go will someone cry?

Remember us when we're six feet under?

Rest your hand on my aching head

Have this feeling the limb is dead

Is it something I am or something I said?

Come in the black car, come and collect me

Mama, Mama, I have fell

Slipped into the wishing well

Paid my price, I'm now in hell

Bent your rope; it seems that I've fallen

I have climbed on the highest limb

Looked at what's above, within

Separated good from sin

Seems I'm on the last tree standing

The last tree standing

The last tree standing

The last tree standing