Mother's Children Have a Hard Time - Blind Willie Johnson

Well, well, well, ah

A motherless children have a hard time

Motherless children have a hard time, mother’s dead

They’ll not have anywhere to go, wanderin' around from door to door

Have a hard time

Nobody on earth can take a mother’s place when, when mother is dead, Lord

Nobody on earth take mother’s place when, mother’s dead

Nobody on earth takes mother’s place

When you were startin' paved the way

Nobody treats you like mother will when

Your wife or husband may be good to you, when mother is dead, Lord

They’ll be good to you, mother’s dead

A wife or a husband may be good to you

But, better than nothing has proved untrue

Nobody treats you like mother will when, when mother is dead, Lord

Lord, Lord, Lord

Yeah, well, ah

Well, some people say that sister will do, when mother is dead

That sister will do when mother’s dead

Some people say that sister will do

But, as soon as she’s married, she’ll turn her back on you

Nobody treats you like mother will

And father will do the best he can, when mother is dead, Lord

Well, the best he can when mother is dead

Father will do the best he can

So many things a father can’t understand

Nobody treats you like mother will

Ahh, motherless children have a hard time, when mother is dead, Lord

Motherless children have a hard time, mother’s dead

They’ll not have anywhere to go

Wanderin' around from door to door

Have a hard time