Mama never got to rock us mama never got to love us But papa rocked and loved us night and day Mama never got to sing to us mama never got to teach us But papa taught us what and not to say And I can still remember every cold December red roses in the snow on mama's grave And twin little boys in overalls with big brown eyes watched their papa cry Every single year come mama's birhday
Mama died when we were born and folks say papa never would've lived on Except mama told him how she wanted us raised Our papa was a good man with a light heart and a heavy hand And he kept us well in line throughout our childhood days Papa never spoke of mama much but someohow I knew they kept in touch Cause sometimes papa's thoughts would just sorta drift away He raised us just like mama asked Got us ready for the future and gave us a happy past And then on our twenty first birthday papa passed away Mama never got to rock us... Mama never got to rock us...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
