Oh now Momma don't you look my way*
And close your ears to what I have to say
I've finally met my dying day
My body will hang and my feet will sway.
I was born into this world in the dead of night
And begged from the darkness into the light
Told to turn a cheek to a strangers strike
But I guess I never learned that lesson right.
Better son, better son
Lord I wish I'd been a better son
I wish I never did those things I done
Lord I wish I'd been a better son
A better son becomes a better man
But Lord I only am just what I am
And a better man comes from a better son
So Lord I wish I'd been a better son.
Well how I do regret that fateful day
When Sheriff John Browne he learned my name
It come off the lips of his lover who lay beaten and bruised from his angry ways
If I could turn back time, or stop a clock
I never would have gone and fired that shot.
And I know that he earned the things he got
but it's turned my soul to stone and rot.
Better son, better son
Lord I wish I'd been a better son
I wish I never did those things I done
Lord I wish I'd been a better son
A better son becomes a better man
but Lord I only am just what I am
And a better man comes from a better son
so Lord I wish I'd been a better son.
Now as that morning sun rises in the east
I pray the Lord my soul release
and I be born again, but new and young
and Lord I'd be a better son.
A better son, a better son
Lord I wish I'd been a better son
I wish I never did those things I done
Lord I wish I'd been a better son
A better son becomes a better man
but Lord I only am just what I am
And a better man comes from a better son
so Lord I wish I'd been a better son.

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