Oh, I need to write a letter
Put it down in black and white
No a phone call just won't cut it
Not the way I feel tonight

A letter to my mama
From the bottom of my heart
"I'm sorry" is a real good place to start

I'm sorry I was selfish
Just chalk it up to youth
I got too old to need you
That's just running from the truth
I'm sorry things didn't work out
For you and my old man
Sometimes life don't turn out
Like you plan

Looking back I wonder how
You ever pulled us through
I can't imagine walking
In your shoes

If I could stop this pen from shaking
I'd write these words down too
There's no one in this world I love, like you

Oh, I've written down the memories
Of these sixty-some-odd years
Trying hard to just say "Thank you"
As I wipe away the tears
I hear my grandson calling
So I guess I'd better go
I can never pay you back the love
I owe

Oh, I finished up the letter
Put it down in black and white
No, a phone call wouldn't cut it
Not the way I feel tonight

A letter to my mama
From the bottom of my heart
The very bottom of my heart

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Writer(s): Dean Dillon, Vincent Gill