...But Mostly Black

I don't have a ph.d
I'm a simple man but if you ask me
About my philosophy
All I'd have to tell ya

Is I know wrong from right
It's mostly black and white
But it does get grey sometimes
That's when I remember

Daddy said bou when you've got to choose
Which road to take all you've got to do is

CHORUS
Make your mama proud
Let your mama know
You'd be nowhere without her prayers, faith, and hope
Make your mama smile
And know without a doubt
Everything works out
When you make your mama proud

There's a million self-help books
Full of clever pop-psych hooks
I don't give them a second look
You know they just confuse me

Now Dr. Phil and Dr. Ruth
They're okay but to tell the truth
I think my daddy's view 
Is a lot less complicated

'Cause when you gotta problem, y'all you've gotta face it
But you can make this world a better place if you

REPEAT CHORUS

I guess Moses must have run out of tablet
Cause he left out the 11th commandment

Daddy said bou when you've got to choose
Which road to take all you've got to do is

REPEAT CHORUS

Yeah you're gonna make your mama proud
make your mama proud