J. Michael Harter Mama Look Out Yonder
Mama look out yonder comin down the road
Well it looks to me to be half A mile or so
His guitar strapped across his back it's everything he owns
Mama look out yonder comin down the road
Daddy always said he had the makins of A fool
He wouldn't listen to A word and he's broken every rule
But he had the good sense to turn around and come back home
Mama look out yonder comin down the road
He's A winner he's A loser he's A picker he's A choser
He's A mover he's A shaker he's A giver he's A taker
He has no use for silver cause he's got A heart of gold
Mama look out yonder comin down the road
All he ever needed were the clothes upon his back
He never gave A tinkers damn and we'll damn sure give him that
He always chose the rows he hoed and he carried his own load
Mama look out yonder comin down the road
He's A winner he's A loser he's A picker he's A choser
He's A mover he's A shaker he's A giver he's A taker
He has no use for silver cause he's got A heart of gold
Ma
Ma look out yonder comin down the road
He's A winner he's A loser he's A picker he's A choser
He's A mover he's A shaker he's A giver he's A taker
He has no need for silver cause his hearts as pure as gold
Mama look out yonder comin you're baby boy he's runnin
Mama look out yonder comin down the road
