Papas faith is people

 

Mama she believes in cleaning

 

Papas faith is in people

 

Mama she's always cleaning

 

Papa brought home the sugar

Mama taught me the deeper meaning

 

She don't like my kick pleat skirt

She don't like my eyelids painted green

 

She don't like me staying up late

In my high-heeled shoes

 

Living for that rocknroll dancing scene

 

Papa says leave the girl alone mother

 

She's looking like a movie queen

Mama thinks she spoilt me

 

Papa knows somehow he set me free

 

Mama thinks she spoilt me rotten

 

She blames herself

 

But papa he blesses me

 

Its a rough road to travel

 

Mama let go now

 

Its always called for me

 

Sometimes I get that feeling

And I want to settle

And raise a child up with somebody

 

I get that strong longing

And I want to settle

And raise a child up with somebody

 

But it passes like the summer

I'm a wild seed again

Let the wind carry me