| Perhaps it’s the color of the sun cut flat
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| and coverin' the crossroads I’m standing at
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| or maybe it’s the weather or something like that
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| but mama you been on my mind
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| I do not mean you trouble, don’t put me down, don’t get upset
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| I am not pleadin' or sayin' I can’t forget you
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| I do not pace the floor, bowed down and bent, but yet
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| mama you been on my mind
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| Even tho' my eyes are hazy
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| and my thoughts they might be narrow
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| where you been don’t bother me, or bring me down with sorrow
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| I don’t even mind where you be wakin' up tomorrow
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| but mama you been on my mind
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| I’m not asking you to say words like yes or no
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| Please understand me, I’ve no place I’m calling you to go
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| I’m just whisperin' to myself so I can pretend that I don’t know
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| Mama you been on my mind
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| When you wake up in the mornin' baby, look inside your mirror
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| you know I won’t be next to you, you know I won’t be near
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| I’d just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear
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| as someone who has had you on his mind
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| As someone who has had you on his mind
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| Mama you been on my mind |