Cross this road
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When I was just a little boy
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Well, I would go out to play
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And I would wander so far from home
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That I would lose my way
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And I'd call my momma to help me
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And she'd come right away
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To help me get back home where I wanna be
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And here's what I say
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Momma, hold my hand
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I don't think I can cross this road by myself
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Momma, hold my hand
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I don't think I can cross this road by myself
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And when I was a young man
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I would go astray
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Didn't want nobody to hold my hand
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Wanted to make my own way
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And my momma would come out to help me
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But I push her away
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'Cause I just wanted to be on my own
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And here's what I say
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Momma, leave my hand
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I been waiting to cross this road by myself
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Cross this road by myself
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Well, now that I'm a grown man
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And I moved away
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I got a house, a nine to five and my wife
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We got a kid on the way
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Momma told me that life's gonna get rough
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Take it day by day
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But every once in a while I get scared
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And I wish I could say
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Momma, hold my hand
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I don't think I can cross this road by myself
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Momma, hold my hand
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I don't think I can cross this road by myself
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Now my momma is near the end of her years
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And her hair is gray
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Sometimes I call her to ask her if she would like
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To spend the day
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Momma used to be strong but she ain't now
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And she can't make her way
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That's why I'm always around when she needs help
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And here's what I say
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Momma, hold my hand
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I don't think you can cross this road by yourself
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Momma, hold my hand
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I don't think you can cross this road by yourself
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Mama Hold My Hand
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Aloe Blacc |