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perhaps it is the color of the sun cut flat |
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an' cov'rin' the crossroads I'm standing at, |
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or maybe it's the weather or something like that, |
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but mama , you been on my mind. |
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I don't mean trouble, please don't put me down, don't get upset, |
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I am not pleadin' or sayin', that I can't forget you |
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I do not walk the floor bowed down an'bent, but yet, |
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mama, you been on my mind. |
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even though my eyes are hazy and my thoughts they might be narrow, |
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where you been don't bother me nor bring me down in sorrow. |
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I don't even mind with who you're wakin' up tomorrow, |
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but mama, you've been on my mind. |
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I am not askin' you to say words like "yes" or "no," |
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please understand me, I have no place I'm calling you to go |
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I'm just whispering to myself so I can pretend that I don't know |
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mama, you been on my mind. |
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when you wake up in the mornin', baby, look inside your mirror. |
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you know i won't be next to you, you know i won't be near. |
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i'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear |
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as someone who has had you on his mind. |