Brokenhearted Mother
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I'm reminded today of a mother
Who had two well-to-do sons which was pretty
This mother was very poor, oh yes she was
She walked in her kitchen one day
She found out that she didn't have meal in the barrel
She found out that she didn't have flour in the barrel
She walked up to the icebox
She found out that she didn't have meat to go in her greens
She thought about those two well-to-do sons
She looked in the closet and got out that old coat
She looked up on the shelf and got down that hat
She walked on out the door and went down to her sons' house
She walked in, oh yes she did
She looked around at her son
She said, "Son, son, oh my son
I need something to eat
I can see when I don't son look better"
He said, "Mama, oh mother
I know you raised me to the best of your knowledge
But I don't have nothing to give"
She turned around and walked out with tears in her eyes
She thought about her other son
She walked on down to the telephone
She reached in her own pocket and got out a dime
So she called that other son
I can hear what she said, "Son, son, listen mama
I need a favor, I need a little piece of money"
I can hear that old son
He said, "Mama, I don't have nothing to give
I don't have anything to give"
She hung up the phone and started back home
She got there to that old run-down shack
She walked on in, oh, oh Lordy
She walked on in, she looked up towards heaven
She started to sing a song and it went something like this
Soon I'll be done with the trouble of this world
Lord, trouble of this world
Yeah, trouble of this world
With tears in her eyes she said
Soon I'll be done with the trouble of this world
She said, "I'm going home with Paul"
It's like I can see her now, what she got, we can hear
She said, "Lord, soon I'll be done with the trouble of this world
Soon I'll be done with the trouble of this world
Soon I'll be done with the trouble of this world
Soon I'll be done with the trouble of this world
With tears in her eyes, she walked on cold hands
Oh Lordy, my son, my son, my son
He turned me down but that's alright
I'm going home with Paul