Mama Was a Gardener Songtext
von The Sheepdogs

Try so hard, my baby, to stay strong
Try so hard but now the feeling′s wrong
And now it won't be long until your strength is gone

My mama was a gardener
She tried to heal the land
My father was a thinking man
You know he played in the band
And the son they raised is gonna need a helping hand
To reach a place where he can understand

Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa

Try so hard, my baby, get along
Try so hard to put it in a song
And now it won′t be long until your love is gone


My mama was a gardener
She tried to heal the land
My father was a thinking man
You know he played in the band
And the son they raised is gonna need a helping hand
To reach a place where he can understand

Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, ooh...

My mama was a gardener
She tried to heal the land
My father was a thinking man
You know he played in the band
And the son they raised is gonna need a helping hand
To reach a place where he can understand

Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, ooh