Momma I'm missing home
And California's
getting colder
And colder and colder
I miss you
And Momma
I'm getting old
Does that mean
you're getting older
And older and older
I miss you
Momma don't you know
There's nothing
to be sorry about
I'm so proud of
all you've done
Take me down
your old street
Tell me your memories
of when you were
young and when
you fell in love
Drive me through
the country
Tell me your story
and you can play
all of your
favorite songs
'Cause I'm gonna
need this
When I'm holding pictures
of you and that's
all that
I've got left
All that
I've got left
All that
I've got left
Lately it's getting hard
I've started looking
like my father
And it makes me
cry a little bit
'Cause he really
should've made it big
'Cause damn
he's good at everything
And everything
I am is
because of you
I'm a man
because of you
Take me down
your old street
Tell me your memories
of when you were
young and when
you fell in love
Drive me through
the country
Tell me your story
and you can play
all of your
favorite songs
'Cause I'm gonna
need this
When I'm holding pictures
of you and that's
all that
I've got left
All that
I've got left
All that
I've got left
All that
I've got left