"Mamas' Little Man Lyrics Critique - Country song"

by Jerry Branham
(Lexington, SC)

I would like Hard critique on structure more than content although any input will be greatly appreciated.

Little boy walking
down a gravel road
To a clapboard house
just beyond a grove

Sees his Mama in the yard
Hanging clothes to dry
He slows just a little
And wipes his eyes

Because he don't want her to see
Her little man cry

Over his left shoulder
A puppy lays
Two more at his heals running
Barely keeping pace

He'd found them on the side
Of the highway crying
And nuzzling their mother
Where she lay dying

He'd nelt and prayed that she'd be saved
But she'd slipped away

He told his Mama the story
And by the look on his face
She knew her little man was doubting
Gods love and grace

She said I thing their mother
Must have said a prayer too
And hers was answered
When God sent you

(chorus)
She heard her master calling Her home
And prayed her babies wouldn't be alone
Now God's placed them safe in your hands
My little man

She saw the tears well
And roll down his cheeks
He needed reassurance
But she couldn't speak

In silence as she asked
God for the words
Her own tears fell
Just as she heard

I see he saved her
from her pain
so my prayer
Was not in vane

As his mother cradled his face in her hands
She cryed my little man

(chorus)
When mothers hear The Master calling them home
We pray our babies won't be alone
It's all apart of gods greater plan
My little man

You're my little man

You're Mamas' little man