A canvas covered cabin in a crowded labor camp
Stands out in this memory I revile
'Cause my daddy raised a family there with two hard working hand
And tried to feed my mamma's hungry eyes
He dreamed of something better and my mamma's faith was strong
And us kids were just too young to realize
That another class of people put us somewhere just below
One more reason for my mamma's hungry eyes
Mamma, never had the luxury she wanted
But it wasn't 'cause my daddy didn't try
She only wanted things she really needed
One more reason for my mama's hungry eyes
I remember daddy's praying for a better way of life
But I don't recall a change of any size
Just a little loss of courage as their age began to show
And more sadness in my mamma's hungry eyes
Mamma never had the luxury she wanted
But it wasn't 'cause my daddy didn't try
She only wanted things she really needed
One more reason for my mamma's hungry eyes

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