There's cryin' in the city

All the people are sayin'

I heard it on the mountain

Where I was living



No food for the children

Oh, the times are so bad

Whatever happened to giving



Oh mama, mend the hole in my coat

Take my guitar off the wall

I've got to go see what I can do

And I hope I'll be back by fall



Summer was a dry one

The wind burned across

And the crows carried off

What was left over



Five nights in the valley lights burned

The people did not stop

As the damage they try to recover



Oh mama, mend the hole in my coat

Take my guitar off the wall

I've got to go see what I can do

And I hope I'll be back by fall



There's lightning in the mountain

And the wind blow so sweet

I swear sometimes this must be heaven



Don't look back, don't think about it

Just think about the road beneath your feet

Remember the gift that must be given



Oh mama, mend the hole in my coat

Take my guitar off the wall

I've got to go see what I can do

And I hope I'll be back by fall

Writer : WENDY WALDMAN
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group