I try to be a better man
More than my father ever was
He was a brave man
And a mighty good one
More than I could have ever been
Or even tried to
More than I ever was
More than I can be
I try to be like my mother was
The woman always stood up for me
And there is no other one
She made me
But like a ghost
She comes sailin on in
What a sweet woman
More than anyone could have ever been
I got a sailor for a sister
We're gettin closer on the train
New Orleans is a-comin
And down there it never rains
In a horse and carraige
We toured the city streets
But through all the mess
I know she still loves me (3x)
I got this brother
He hides inside his room
He's got a problem
But my mother refuses to admit
It
