As I drive towards home, I picture Mama waiting She'll be glad to see her big-time boy come home She gets little in return for all she's given And I'm all she's got to love since Daddy's gone Now I'm forty miles away, and I'm still wondering Why I ever told her I was doing well When I first went wrong, I should have told Mama But it's hard to get back up once you've had faith It's the last time I'll see flowers in the morning It's the last time I'll hear robins in the spring It's the last time I'll feel Mama's arms around me It's the last chance to hear all that I'll have to say As I drive away, behind me Mama's waving To a son who's all he'd ever hoped he'd be Now she'll say her final prayers and go leave Daddy And I'm glad she's only seen one side of me Today makes thirteen years at Coleman Federal Prison And tonight I'll walk my last few steps along But I can't help thinking somewhere Mama's waiting Once again to see her big-time boy come home It's the last time I'll see flowers in the morning It's the last time I'll hear robins in the spring It's the last time I'll feel Mama's arms around me It's the last chance to hear all that I'll have to say It's the last chance to hear all that I'll have to say