I Think I'm A Goner, Mama

thank you, mom and dad
for giving me all you gave to me
thank you, your only son
i'm sorry to disappoint

started a band with highschool friends
we didn't get anywhere
pour my thoughts on a page
and sang my heart out

my six-stringed dreamed
record machine
i think i'm gonna be a rockstar
i think i'm a goner, mama

thank you, mom and dad
for giving me all you gave to me
thank you, your only son
i'm sorry to disappoint

my six-stringed dream
record machine
i think i'm gonna be a rockstar
i think i'm a goner, mama

dear mom, i'm coming home
please don't tell dad, he'll be heartbroken
i didn't follow (i didn't follow)
his footsteps, i'm sorry

dear mom, i'm coming home
please don't tell anyone
they'll figure it out (they'll figure it out)
when they hear my voice
on the radio