Perhaps it’s the color of the sun cut flat An‘ cov’rin the crossroads l’m Standing at Or maybe it’s the wealher or something like that But mama. you been on my mind. I do not mean you trouble, don’t put me down, don’t get upset I am not pleadin‘ or sayin‘ ,,l can’t forget you“. I do not ptace the floor bowed down and bent, but yet Mama, you been on my mind. Even tho‘ my eyes hazy an‘ my throughts they might be narrow Where you been don’t bother me or bring me down with sorrow I don’t even mind where you’ll be wakin‘ up tomorrow, But Mama, you been on my mind. Im not asking you to say words like Yes or No Please understand me, l’ve no place Im calling you to go l’m just wisperin‘ to myself so I can pretend that I don’t know Mama, you been on my mind. When you wake in the morning, baby, look inside your mirror You know I won’t be next to you, you know I won’t be near l’d just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear As someone who has had you on his mind As someone who nas had you on his mind Mama, you been on my mind. Copyright für Deutschland und Österreich: Neue Welt Musikverlag Rolf Budde, Berlin.