Good Intentions

Mama always prayed that I'd be a better man than daddy And I determined not to let her down Deserted by the man she loved and left to raise four children We were the local gossip of the town I promised her that I'd live right and not be like the others But I wound up in jail on Christmas day I told her I'd be home and not to worry 'bout my brothers When I got home my mom had pa*sed away And I hear tell the road to hell is paved with good intentions But mama my intentions were the best There's lots of things in my life I just as soon not mention Looks like I've turned out like all the rest But mama my intentions were the best A little boy with big blue eyes a-beggin' to go fishing I promised him but never took the time Now they won't let me see him and I sit here a-wishing Wishin' I could hold him one more time And I hear tell the road to hell is paved with good intentions But mama my intentions were the best There's lots of things in my life I just as soon not mention Looks like I've turned out like all the rest But mama my intentions were the best But mama my intentions were the best