Mother's Day Blues

Woke up this morning
blues all round my face
woke up this morning
blues all round my face

I got a belly full of heartache
and I'm about to lose the human race

My boy child is seven now
ain't that a fuzzy peach
boy child is seven now
ain't that a fuzzy peach

He's reading comic books and gives me dirty looks
sometimes he's out of reach

But all is not lost on me no not all is despair
All is not lost on me, no
not all is despair

I've got my mother's love to keep me warm
and remind me that I'm rare