cross this road
When I was just a little boy
Well I would go out to play
And I would wander so far from home
Momma hold my hand
I don't think I can cross this road by myself
Momma hold my hand
And when I was a young man
I would go astray
Didn't want nobody to hold my hand
And my momma would come out to help me
But I pushed her away
Cause I just wanted to be on my own
And here's what I say
Momma leave my hand
I've been waiting to cross this road by myself
Cross this road by myself
Well now that I'm a grown man
And I've moved away
I got a house a 9to5
Momma hold my hand
I don't think I can cross this road by myself
Momma hold my hand
Now my momma is near the end of her years
And her hair is grey
Sometimes I call her
Momma used to be strong but she aint now
And she can't make her way
That's why I'm always around when she needs help
And here's what I say
Momma hold my hand
I don't think you can cross this road by yourself
Momma hold my hand