Supremes - I'm Livin' In Shame Lyrics
(Pam Sawyer/R. Dean Taylor/Frank Wilson/Berry Gordy/Henry Cosby)Mom was cooking breadShe wore a dirty raggedy scarf around her head.Always had her stockings low, rolled to her feetShe just didn't know.She wore a sloppy dress.Oh, no matter how she tried, she always looked a mess.Out of the pot she ate, never used a fork or a dinner plate.I was always so afraid for my uptown friends to see her.Afraid one day when I was grown, that I would be her.Ah, in a college town.Away from home a new identity I found.Said I was born elite, with maids and servants at my feet.I must have been insane.I lied and said momma died on a weekend trip to Spain.She never got out of the house, never even boarded a train.Married a guy, was living highI didn't want him to know her.She had a grandson, two years oldThat I never even showed her.I'm living in shameMomma I miss you.I know you're not to blameMomma I miss you.Came a telegram.Momma passed away while making homemade jam.Before she died, she cried to see me by her side.She always did her best.Ah, cooking, cleaning, always in the same old dress.Working hard down on her kneesAlways trying to please.Momma, momma, momma can you hear me?Momma, momma, momma can you hear me?I'm living in shame, momma I miss you.I know you've done you're best.Momma I miss you.Won't you forgive me momFor all the wrong I've done?I know you've done your bestOh, I know you've done the very best you could.That you never understood.Working hard down on her knees...
