Mom Could Play Guitar From "We Aren't Kids Anymore" Studio Cast Recording

Mom came home with lots to say. She's pissed because she found a gray hair. You'd never guess that she'd aged a day. But sometimes life just doesn't play fair. My mom and dad loved PDA. He shared the joy true love could bring her. They made a home north of the bay. My mom showed me how to be a Singer. Music was like breathing, 'cause it looked so easy. She always had a song worth singing. Mom taught music every day And raised us all by the western seaboard. When I told Mom that I wanna play, She grabbed her guitar, taught me a D Chord. Her calloused fingers made it look so Easy. Thanks for being patient with me. Ooh, the only music I knew was from Days of each amazing childhood afternoon. And ooh, just take a look at where we Are. It's all because my mom could play guitar. After school, she was the carpool queen. Four loud kids, she'd never be bored. I was a shithead angsty teen Fixated on a life led by a D Chord. Putting words to music, It wasn't always easy, But Mom was always there believin'. Ooh, the only music I knew was from days Of each amazing childhood afternoon. And ooh, the music led me so far, And it's all because my mom could play guitar. One thing I learned just by bein' around, A mother's job is never finished even when we're Grown. And there's nothing like the wound she gets From hearing the words, "I need to do this on my own." Mom's worst fear, the empty nest. A house full gone must hit the hardest. Mom and Dad can only do their best. The plight of raising four young artists. Mom taught me to be brave. 'Cause what you fear is what you lean toward. Years of sacrifice and saving. I never thanked her for the D Chord.