Pick Me Up Mama Lyrics

Four years old, you'd chase me round'

That mile long beat up couch

I'd pump my fist, you'd pick me up

We'd sway to that sweet vinyl sound

As I've grown old, I can't outrun

Just like I used to do

You said when hard times catch you son

Don't let 'em take the best of you

Won't you pick me up mama

Won't you spin me 'round mama

Cause lately I've been needing your sweet arms

Won't you pick me up mama

Cause I'm feelin' down under

These days have ways of wearin' down my heart

I learned to love, like you love me

When I fell into deep blue eyes

Emptied the clip, left nothing behind

Though you'd taught me to be gun-shy

The time I spent I can't get back

She tore a hole where a kind heart belongs

Bottles and barstools is what I've run to

I've never felt more alone

Won't you pick me up mama

Won't you spin me 'round mama

Cause lately I've been needing your sweet arms

Won't you pick me up mama

Cause I'm feelin' down under

These days have ways of wearin' down my heart

Now I'm alone, in the crowd of this bar

When I should be at home

I'd try to drive but my conscience won't let me

Steer down that road

We'll the hard times have come and it's clear

They're here to stay

In this moment I need you the most

Won't you take me away

Won't you pick me up mama

Won't you spin me 'round mama

Cause lately I've been needing your sweet arms

Won't you pick me up mama

Cause I'm feelin' down under

These days have ways of wearin' down my heart