Oh Mama

Oh mama I'm so sorry for all the things I've done, I'm just a lonesome cowboy on the run.
They say that I'm a bad but that just don't seem right I've never killed no one I didn't like
Oh mama I'm so sorry for what I have become, a man who makes his living by the gun.
My fate it was determined, a long long time ago.
So mama don't be sorry when I go.
A cowboy keeps on moving along the open trail, he never stops to think and wonder why.
His home it is the saddle and that's just where he'll end.
Alone without no one to call a friend.
Oh mama I'm so sorry for what I have become, a man who makes his living by the gun.
My fate it was determined, a long long time ago.
So mama don't be sorry when I go.



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Writer(s): Bernard Leclerc
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