When you get a chance
Would you please call your mother
And thank her for the good years that we had?

Gently break the news that you donâ??t love me
And give my best regards to your good old dad


I always liked your family
We got along just splendidly
Though your brother

Kind of rubbed me the wrong way
I remember that your eyes turned green
When they crowned your sister County Queen

Though she couldnâ??t hold a candle
To your beauty any day


When you get a chance
Would you please call your mother
And thank her for the good years that we had?

Gently break the news that you donâ??t love me
And give my best regards to your good old dad


Back when we could laugh and play
On family reunion day
Didnâ??t we all look funny

In our 1950s clothes?
Your daddy wore that greasy stuff
Your brother drank more than enough

Your mom wore penny loafers
With runners in her hose


When you get a chance
Would you please call your mother
And thank her for the good years that we had?

O gently break the news that you donâ??t love me
And give my best regards to your good old dad.


When you get a chance
Would you please call your mother