I'm Livin' In Shame Lyrics - Let The Sunshine In - Diana Ross & The Supremes

Mom was cooking bread 

She wore a dirty raggety scarf around her head 

Always had her stockings low 

Rolled to her feet, she just didn't know 

She wore a sloppy dress 

Oh no matter how she tried, she always looked a mess 

Out of the pot she ate, never used a fork or a dinner plate 

I was always so ashamed for my uptown friends to see her 

Afraid one day when I was grown that I would be her 

In a college town, away from home, a new identity I found 

Said I was born elite, with maids and servants at my feet 

I must have been insane 

I lied and said my mom died on a weekend trip to Spain 

She never got out of the house, never even boarded a train 

I married a guy, was livin' high 

I didn't want him to know her 

She had a grandson, two years old 

I never even showed her 

I'm livin' in shame, Momma, I miss you 

I know you are not to blame, Momma, I miss you 

Came the telegram 

Mom passed away while making homemade jam 

Before she died, she cried to see me by her side 

She always did her best, ah! cookin', cleanin' 

Always in the same old dress 

Workin' hard down on her knees 

Always try'n to please 

Momma! Momma! Momma, do you hear me 

Momma! Momma! Momma, do you hear me