A canvas-covered cabin in a crowded labor campStand out in this memory I reviveCause my daddy raised a family thereWith two hard-working handsAnd tried to feed my mama's hungry eyesHe dreamed of something betterAnd my mama's faceWas strongAnd us kidsWere just too young to realizeThat another class of peoplePut us somewhere just belowOne more reasonFor my mama's hungry eyesAnd I'm sorryMama never had the luxury she wantedBut it wasn't cause my daddy didn't tryShe only wanted things she really neededOne more reasonFor my mama's hungry eyesI remember daddy prayingFor a better way of lifeBut I don't recall a change of any sizeJust a little hopeAnd a loss of courageAs their age began to showAnd more sadnessIn my mama's hungry eyesMama never had the luxury she wantedBut it wasn't cause my daddy didn't tryShe only wanted things she really neededShe only wanted things she really neededOne more reasonFor my mama's hungry eyesOh, I still recall my mama's hungry eyesOh, I still remember my mama's hungry eyes