McCoys & Their Mothers (© 1966)

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Don't Worry Mother, 
Your Son's Heart Is Pure

 My dear old mother told me
"Oh, please beware of things
 That promise untold profit
 Or lots of fun and games
 Watch out for city women
 They'll bring you down, my son
 They'll take you to the gutter
 They'll steal you blind and run"

"Oh, please don't worry
 My dear, dear old mother, don't worry
 Your son's heart is pure
 Yes, it's snow white and pure
 Please don't worry"

 Her tone was confidential
 She said, "Oh, please beware
 Of things that promise kicks
 Anytime and anywhere
 Just one last tender warnin'
 They're low, those gamblin' men
 They hide in every shadow
 And wait for you, my friend"

"Oh, please don't worry
 My dear, dear old mother, don't worry
 Your son's heart is pure
 Yes, it's snow white and pure
 Please don't worry"

 He lied about the women
 About the gamblin', too
 There's fun in the big city
 And, Mom, there's room for you

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