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Momma loved us, every one. |
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Every daughter, very son. |
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She gave herself so happily, |
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That's just the way she was, you see. |
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From dawn to dark she'd find a chore. |
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And work it 'til it was no more. |
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And every day until she died, |
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In the evening, Momma cried. |
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Momma cried; |
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There was mourning in the evening. |
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And Momma cried; |
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'Cause her little girl was gone. |
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Her little girl was snatched away. |
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She was there and then just gone one day. |
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And Momma blamed herself, I'd say, |
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But all of us had debts to pay. |
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Momma cried; |
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There was mourning in the evening. |
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And Momma cried; |
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'Cause her little girl was gone. |
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I did my best to cheer her pride. |
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That day that something broke inside. |
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I swore I'd find her and I tried. |
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In the evening, Momma cried. |
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Momma cried; |
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There was mourning in the evening. |
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And Momma cried; |
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'Cause her little girl was gone. |
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Momma cried; |
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There was mourning in the evening. |
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And Momma cried; |
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'Cause her little girl was gone... |
