Mother sweet mother of mine Forgive me for who I am And father sweet father of mime Forgive me for who I am The trouble I avoid It follows me down And every turn I take It follows me down It follows me down Sometimes I wonder why I am the way I am Was I made this way Or is it where I'm from Sometimes I wonder if If it's Gods hand The clay that he used To shape and mold me from The trouble I avoid It follows me down And every turn I take It follows me down It follows me down The trouble I avoid It follows me down And every turn I take It follows me down It follows me down Mother sweet mother of mine