Mama’s Arms Ronan Keating Going back to a tender age, [A]So full of confusion and rage, [C]Daddy says, Boys, your Mama's g[G]one. [D]There's a hand on your shoulder as you're throwing dirt, [A]Someone says, Time heals the hurt. [C]Little man, you got to keep on keepin' [G]on, But [D]all y[A]ou [D]want [G]is [D]Ma[A]ma's [D]arms. [D]You ride back home in a limosine, [A]The saddest car that you've ever seen, [C]Your brother can not look you in the [G]eye. [D]Lightning strikes, thunder roars, [ (guitartabs.cc)
