I think I hear you calling momma But tonight I won’t be home
I know that suppers getting cold
And I still haven’t phoned I left my heart momma
Upon sweet Henry’s shoulder
With hues of lipstick stains
And courage that made me bolder!
Henry says I'm his little darling! His precious living doll!
I think I hear you calling momma
I’m sorry I can’t call
Henry says I'm all grown now And my heart must follow him!
I think I hear you calling momma
But tonight I won’t be in