A canvas covered cabin in a crowded labour camp,
Stand out in this memory I revived.
'Cos my Daddy raised a family there, with two hard working hands.
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 to young to realise,
That another class of people put us somewhere just below:
One more reason for my Mamma's hungry eyes.
Mamma never had the luxuries 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.
I remember daddy 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 luxuries 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.
Oh, I still recall my Mamma's hungry eyes.
Writer(s): Merle Haggard
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