Mhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Cross this road Mhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh When I was just a little boy, I would go to play. And I would wonder so far from home, That I would lose my way. Then I call my Mama to help me, And she came right away. To help me get back home, where I wanna be And here's what I say. Mama hold my hand, I don't think I can cross this road by myself. Mama hold my hand, I don't think I can cross this road by myself. Then when I was younger, I would go astray. Didn't wont nobody to hold my hand, Wanted to make my own way Mama hold my hand, I don't think I can cross this road by myself. Mama hold my hand, I don't think I can cross this road by myself.