Picture On The Wall

Please, please don't look at me that way I know you're just a picture on the wall But I can hear you loud and clear and the words that you called I tried to love her best I could Caught the tears that she cried But I couldn't fill the shoes you left behind So please don't look at me that way I know you're just a picture on the wall But I can hear you loud and clear and the words that you called Now I was just a boy you said it's Friday night you should be out drinking, Come here I'll drive you into town But you slipped out of the chair into my arms and it's there that I held you Till your eyes no longer looked at me Take care of Mama Hold her hand through the storm don't let her walk to hell alone And then you slipped away I lost the best friend I ever had And Mama howled to the moon for being left behind Well I grew up quick But it was a man she needed not a son And I carried that pain with me like a loaded gun So please don't look at me that way I know you're just a picture on the wall But I can hear you loud and clear in the words that you called Take care of Mama Hold her hand through the storm don't let her walk to hell alone Now Mama she never reconciled To see her sweetheart thrown into the ground But she got herself a job and tried to turn it all around I finished building the house But I had to sell it to some people from the south They came bright and clean with a new baby born So please don't look at me that way I know you're just a picture on the wall But I can hear you loud and clear and the words that you called Take care of Mama Hold her hand through the storm don't let her walk to hell alone From there I kept on walking by I just couldn't stand the hole you left behind And the fact that Mama always cried But many times I watched her die Held her hand as she cried Till she would come back around And she'd rise oooooo Only to die there once more in my arms And she'd rise oooooo Only to die there once more in my arms So please don't look at me that way I know you're just a picture on the wall But I can hear you loud and clear and the words that you called Take care of Mother Hold her hand through the storm don't let her walk to hell alone Take care of Mother Hold her hand through the storm don't let her walk to hell alone Now please don't look at me that way I know you're just a picture on the wall But I can hear you loud and clear And the words that you called