I got a half a six pack of Old Milwaukee, and a half a bag of weed
I can't do it like I did when I was a kid this is all I'm gonna need
Because I know you always worry bout me drinking my dinner but I don't do that anymore
I got me a sweet girl at home, she's keeping food on the table and at night she keeps me warm
So I've got me this piece of paper, and I've got my favorite pen
I know it's been a little while and talking's not my style so I just had to write my friends
Well hey I'm doing alright mamma, I'm okay I know your late night
talks with Jesus have helped me on my way
I know it wasn't always easy raising my father's son
And your son will be alright if the shows keep comin, this old
guitar and me are still strumming
I know you always knew I always took it way too far
But I'm doin alright now mamma
I'm doin alright now mamma
I'm doin alright now mamma
I'm doin okay
You remember the time when I was stuck in LA and I didn't have a
Job and I didn't have a way
To pay the bills that I'd racked up yeah you kept me from losing my truck
Yeah I'm a little better off now than I was then but it's sure nice to see you Calling
Me when
I'm out there on the road yeah you're calling, to say "have a good show"
Well hey I'm doing alright mamma, I'm okay I know your late night
Talks with Jesus have helped me on my way
I know it wasn't always easy raising my father's son
And your son will be alright if the shows keep comin, this old
Guitar and me are still strumming
I know you always knew I always took it way too far
But I'm doin alright now mamma
I'm doin alright now mamma
I'm doin alright now mamma
I'm doin okay