What Can a Mother Do - Chuck Prophet

She was an only child — born to run

By the time her shoes wore out

She was giving blood

She was unwanted in seventeen states

With the engine light on

And Alaskan plates

What can a mother do

When she knows her baby’s gone

What can a mother do

Her baby’s never coming home

He was the youngest of seven kids

Had to fight for every crumb he was lucky to get

He learned to work with the little that he had

By the time he joined the service

He was three times a dad

What can a mother do

When she knows her baby’s gone

What can a mother do

Her baby’s never coming home

Jesus on the billboard, heaven on high

We smashed our fists like glass against the sky

It’s enough to make you run all night long

Through the yellow-orange lights into the car alarms

What can a mother do

When she knows her baby’s gone

What can a mother do

Her baby’s never coming home