She's left to rear a child Because of war, sadly alone Works hard to clothe and feed her little son, give him a home
She works all night into the early morn Streets cold and damp Stands at the corner Near the Pig & Gun, lit by a lamp
She has to work hard to scrimp and save or he will go Go to a home somewhere far away She loves him so
Tired but she knows that it's the only way She wanders home Home to the child that's sleeping sound and warm, never a moanTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
