Mother, oh Mother, he asked me to marry He asked for my hand in the fall But Mother, oh Mother, you said child be wary When a sweet talking man comes to call
He's handsome, he's charming and so debonair With blue eyes and hair of pure gold On his stallion of white, he's seen the whole world But I long to see deep in his soul
To the town of Tahrarrie, he took me out dancing Then we took a walk by the sea We laughed and we talked and we did some romancing Love came like a soft gentle breeze
But Mother, oh Mother, how can I know What his heart holds deep down inside You've always warned me the trouble with love It makes truth out of nothing but lies
He promised the treasures much more than I dreamed He placed a fine ring on my hand He pledged me his love, swore he'd make me his queen We'd travel to far distant lands
But Mother, oh Mother, what if I go And find that his love is not true But if I refuse him, what if I lose him Oh Mother, what shall I do
Part of me wants to let go of my heart Part of me says run away Run from the flame of this burning desire That seems to grow stronger each day
Mother, oh Mother, he asked me to marry He asked for my hand in the fall But Mother, oh Mother, you said child be wary When a sweet talking man comes to callTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
