I'm Not the Boy I Used to Be

(Curly Putman)



Dear mama, I'm coming home tomorrow

If you don't mind would you meet me at the train

Dear mama, my wandering days're over

And it's so good to be coming home again.



Dear mama, we'll walk the fields together

And through the valley we will stroll hand in hand

I just can't wait to see you and touch the soil of home so clean

But mama, I'm not the boy I used to be.



For I've been gone away too long

And I've done everything that's wrong

But I think I've finally found myself at last

And just you wait and see another chance is all I need

But mama I'm not the boy I used to be.



You see mama, I've spent time in prison

For a crime that I'm too ashamed to tell

And when you meet me there tomorrow

Don't be surprised at what you'll see

'Cause mama, I'm not the boy I used to be.



For I've been gone away too long

And I've done everything that's wrong

But I think I've finally found myself at last

And just you wait and see another chance is all I need

But mama I'm not the boy I used to be...