A canvas covered cabin in a crowded labor camp
Stands out in this mem`ry I revive
Cause my daddy raised a family there with two hard working hands
And tried to feed my mama`s hungry eyes
He dreamed of something better and my mama`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 mama`s hungry eyes
Mama 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 mama`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 mama`s hungry eyes
Mama never had the luxuries she wanted...
I still recall my mama`s hungry eyes