Well, a motherless child has a
when Mama's gone, she's gone.
Motherless child has it hard
Oh, they will run, run from door to door,
A motherless child sure has it hard
Children, a motherless child
A motherless child really has it hard
When mamma's gone, Lord, gone
Oh, they will run, run from door to door
A mother's child sure has it hard
When mama's gone, Lord, what a pity
Didn't they promise those
When mama was dying, Lord, so was I
They said, we will treat your children
kind, Lord and kind, but as soon,
If they drove those helpless children
away from their door, Lord, have mercy.
A mother's child sure has it hard
A mother's child sure has it hard
when Mama's gone, Lord, she's gone.
Oh, dear, it'll run, run from door to door
And Molly's child sure has it all