It's way past midnight
Sitting up staring at the clock on the wall
Woman almost out of cigarettes
She's wondering where that child went tonight

She's drifting doing her on thing
But you don't want her coming up pregnant again
Girl just had a baby last year
Leaving the baby for you to take care

I think something gotta change here
Mama have a troubled mind

Her man's coming home drunk again
Taking his pain out on her again
Just can't keep going on like this
There have to be another twist

A few months ago
He came home drunk
Lord he threating her with a gun
Gonna drive this poor woman crazy
Which one of us gonna save her

I think something gotta change here
I know she's got a troubled mind
Let the guitar play.