I got a half a six pack of Old Milwaukee, and a half a bag of weed I can't do it like I did when I was a kid this is all I'm gonna need Because I know you always worry bout me drinking my dinner but I don't do that anymore I got me a sweet girl at home, she's keeping food on the table and at night she keeps me warm So I've got me this piece of paper, and I've got my favorite pen I know it's been a little while and talking's not my style so I just had to write my friends Well hey I'm doing alright mamma, I'm okay I know your late night talks with Jesus have helped me on my way I know it wasn't always easy raising my father's son And your son will be alright if the shows keep comin, this old guitar and me are still strumming I know you always knew I always took it way too far But I'm doin alright now mamma I'm doin alright now mamma I'm doin alright now mamma I'm doin okay ( ) You remember the time when I was stuck in LA and I didn't have a Job and I didn't have a way To pay the bills that I'd racked up yeah you kept me from losing my truck Yeah I'm a little better off now than I was then but it's sure nice to see you Calling Me when I'm out there on the road yeah you're calling, to say "have a good show" Well hey I'm doing alright mamma, I'm okay I know your late night Talks with Jesus have helped me on my way I know it wasn't always easy raising my father's son And your son will be alright if the shows keep comin, this old Guitar and me are still strumming I know you always knew I always took it way too far But I'm doin alright now mamma I'm doin alright now mamma I'm doin alright now mamma I'm doin okay