(Ian McLagan Rod Stewart). Mother don't you recognize your son?. Coming home 'cause I failed you Mother. I'll be there in the morning. If you'll have me back. The rent up here is much too high. For a room without a tap. I'll be early in the morning. And I'll find my way back home. Back home bad 'n' ruin. With my tail between my legs. Tail between my legs. And I'll be so tired. I'll be early tomorrow morning. And I'll fall down off my plane. Don't be embarrassed mother. By your ugly worn-out son. Your ugly worn-out son.. Mother you won't recognize me now. Mother you won't recognize me now. Mother you won't recognize me now. And I'll be down on Cannon Street. Passport in my hand. Should you not recognize me. I've heavily made-up my eyes. Momma you won't recognize me now. Brother you won't recognize me now. Sister you won't recognize me now. Mother you won't recognize me now. So mother when you've seen me. Don't forget I'm your boy too. I know my brother has done you proud. He's one foot in the grave. Mother don't you recognize me now?. I'm a burglar in the first degree. But it don't seem to worry me. I'll be so tired so tired. I'll be so tired so tired.