I remember the days out in the field mama's love shinin' bright as the sun she showed me a narrow path to follow all the days of my life but, now I know those days are gone... I wanna go home ...but the narrow path she showed me turned into a thousand winding roads and regret chokes the wisdom in my eyes my heart turned calloused, cold (so many years ago) and I can hear the winds of sadness, in her sighs take me home...