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Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat
An' cov'ring the crossroads I'm standin' at,
Or maybe it's the weather or something like that,
Mama, you're just on my mind.

I don't mean trouble, please don't put me down or get upset,
I am not pleading or sayin', "I can't forget."
I do not walk the floor bowed down an' bent, but yet,
Mama, you're just on my mind

I am not asking you to say words like "yes" or "no,"
Please understand me, I'm not calling for you to go.
I'm just breathin' to myself, pretendin' not that I don't know,
Mama, you're just on my mind.

When you wake up in the mornin', baby, look inside your mirror.
You know I won't be next to you, you know I won't be there.
But I'd be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear
As someone who has had you on his mind

Someone who has had you on his mind

Maybe it's the weather or something like that,
Mama you're just on my mind.

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