When I was just a little boy
When I would go out to play
And I would wonder so far from home
That I would lose my way
Then I´d call on my mama to help me

And she´d come right away
To help me get back home where I wanna be
And here´s what I´d say

Momma hold my hand
I don´t think I can cross this road by myself
Mama hold my hand
I don´t think I can cross this road by myself

And when I was a young man
I would go astray
Didn´t want nobody to hold my hand
Wanted to make my own way
And my mama would come out to help me
But I´d push her away
Cause I just wanted to be on my own
And here´s what I´d say

Mama 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
I done moved away
I got a house, a 9 to 5 and my wife
Got a kid on the way
Mama told me that life´s gonna get rough
Take it day by day
But every once in a while I get scared
And I wish I could say

Momma hold my hand
I don´t think I can cross this road by myself
Mama hold my hand
I don´t think I can cross this road by myself

Now my mama is near the end of her years
And her hair is grey
Sometimes I call her to ask her
If she would like to spend the day
Mama used to be strong but she ain´t 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

Mama hold my hand
I don´t think you can cross this road by yourself
Mama hold my hand
I don´t think you can cross this road by yourself