mama's last

well i never knew my daddy, but everybody says my brother looks like him, and my brother he's in prison, and i doubt he'll be gettin' out again, but i watch it from the cradle, though mama tried to hide the truth from me, she did all that she was able, and lord i guess the rest is history, but we all know nobody's perfect, and mama prayed i'd turn out differently, and she tried to raise me better, 'cause i was the baby of the family, oh well i know she'd never say it, but we all make mistakes and that's a fact, and i know i'm not the first but i guess, i was mama's last, mama had to work the factory, she had too much pride to take a helpin' hand, but she read the bible, so i got no excuse for what i am, when they'd pass the plate on sunday, i know it'd break her heart if she knew now, while she was puttin' in her quarters, i was reaching in and taking dollars out, but we all know nobody's perfect, and mama prayed i'd turn out differently, and she tried to raise me better, 'cause i was the baby of the family, oh well i know she'd never say it, but we all make mistakes and that's a fact, and i know i'm not the first but i guess, i was mama's last, but we all know nobody's perfect, and mama prayed i'd turn out differently, and she tried to raise me better, 'cause i was the baby of the family, oh well i know she'd never say it, but we all make mistakes and that's a fact, and i know i'm not the first but i guess, i was mama's last, no i'm not the first mistake that she ever made, but i was mama's last