Texty: John Lennon. Live In New York City. Mother.

Er... This song is another song from one of those albums i made since i left the rolling stones.
And a lot of people thought it was just about my parents but it's about 99 percent of the parents,
alive or half dead.

Two, three, four!

Mother, you had me,
i never had you.
I wanted you,
you didn't want me.
So i, i just gotta tell you,
goodbye,
goodbye.

Father, you left me ,
i never left you.
I needed you so bad,
you didn't need me, oh no.
So i, i just gotta tell you,
goodbye,
goodbye.

Children, don't do what i have done.
I couldn't walk and i tried to run, mm-mm.
So i, i just gotta tell you,
goodbye,
goodbye.

Mama, don't go,
daddy, come home.

Mama, don't go,
daddy, come home.

Mama, don't go,
daddy, come home.

Mama, don't go,
daddy, come home.

Mama, don't go,
daddy, come home.

Mama, don't go,
daddy, come home.

Thank you!
Okay, that's a nice drum