Tekster: Aloe Blacc. Good Things. Mama Hold My Hand.

Mhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Cross this Road
Mhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Strophe 1

When i was just a litle Boy,
i would go to Play.
Amd i would wonder so far from Home,
That i would lose my Way.
Then i call my Mama to help me,
And she came right away.
To help me get back Home ,where i wanna be .
And heres what i say.

Chorus

Mama hold my Hand,
i dont think i can cross this road by myseelf.
Mama hold my Hand,
i dont think i can cross this road by myseelf.

Strophe 2

Then when i was younger,
i would go astray.
Didnt wont nobody to hold my Hand,
Wanted to make my own way