I was only nineteen the morning you were born   With your hair fine and red and your eyes like my own   Barely a woman with only a song   I sang to keep you smilin' and held you all night long      Home through the streets with you in my arms   Cold winter mornings in a Colorado town   You've seen me stumble, I've watched you fall   I know that I've got nothing, you know we've got it all      Rain comes down and the trucks rollin' by   Does that old parka keep you dry?   Sixteen years old, out on the road   Tryin' to get to the sky      Back in September you called me on the phone   "Ma, you know I love you but I gotta be own my own   Comes a time in a boy's life when he's got to be a man   Please don't try to find me, please try to understand"      I got me a job in a rock and roll band   I'm gonna try to see if I can get by   Sixteen years old, out on the road   Trying to get to the sky      I've watched you grow through all these years   You've seen me stumble and I've dried your tears   Sometimes there were roses, sometimes it was thorns   I know you're gonna make it as sure as you were born      And I hope from what you wanted you get what you need   I know you're gonna make it, you were born to the breed   Sixteen years old, out on the road   Trying to get to the sky