Lyrics:
the man-made caves
Everyone I loved so dear
Were annihilated at the graves
I've experienced too much death
Caused by mindless pleasure-seeking slaves
Everyone I
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City
I dreamed about them cotton fields of home
I dreamed about my mother, dear old pappy, sister and brother
He was very fond of the lamb's flesh.
He went to the hut of the goat and knocked at the door,
"Hello kids! Here is your mother.
Open the door.
I have
all furrowed,
And wrinkled with care.
I kiss the dear fingers,
So toil-worn for me,
Oh, God bless you and keep you,
Mother Machree.
Ev'ry sorrow
all furrowed,
And wrinkled with care.
I kiss the dear fingers,
So toil-worn for me,
Oh, God bless you and keep you,
Mother Machree.
Ev'ry sorrow
all furrowed,
And wrinkled with care.
I kiss the dear fingers,
So toil-worn for me,
Oh, God bless you and keep you,
Mother Machree.
Ev'ry sorrow
all furrowed,
And wrinkled with care.
I kiss the dear fingers,
So toil-worn for me,
Oh, God bless you and keep you,
Mother Machree.
Ev'ry sorrow
my heart away
Forever true it flies to you
My own dear Galway Bay
My chosen bride is by my side Her brown hair silver-grey
Our daughter Rose as like
I never miss you, you're always here
Behind the door or in the rear view mirror
How could I, dear
There is no space
There is no time
But we are
[Ratcliffe]
The gold of Cortes
The jewels of Pizarro
Will seem like mere trinkets
By this time tomorrow
The gold we find here
Will dwarf them by far
to her dear home
Found there her father and mother alone
I asked for my love and soon t'was made known
To my horror that she'd run away
Without any
You're breathing in air exhaled by
The mother fucking crooks
Nothing close to perfect and nothing by the books
Everybody loves you I don't really know
or night
All colors are dynomite
We could shine so bright if we unite
Band together to face this plight
Stand side by side
A common foe we'll fight
Yo!
or night
All colors are dynomite
We could shine so bright if we unite
Band together to face this plight
Stand side by side
A common foe we'll fight
Yo!
born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort
all furrowed,
And wrinkled with care.
I kiss the dear fingers,
So toil-worn for me,
Oh, God bless you and keep you,
Mother Machree.
Ev'ry sorrow
all furrowed,
And wrinkled with care.
I kiss the dear fingers,
So toil-worn for me,
Oh, God bless you and keep you,
Mother Machree.
Ev'ry sorrow
truant
His family was picture perfect
His older sister was prom queen
His dad a decorated vet from the Vietnam team
His mother was Dear Abby,
And never true and his family was picture perfect
His older sister was prom queen
His dad a decorator vet from Vietnam scene
His mother was Dear Abby,
by days
If you ask you get my honest opinion
Niggas don't get high no more
And it's those Sundays where the time won't remember
Pay attention to that
keep Fendi on my drip I always been styling
The niggas that you see me with they always been wilding
Lost my mother who I miss ain't really been smiling
Last night as I lay down to sleep
I heard someone began to weep
Then I got up just to see
I heard my mother praying for me
She was kneeling by
lost her dear son
She saw her beloved son
Devastated and smitten
Let his soul pass away.
O mother, the spring of love
Let me feel sorrow for you
Let me
I love U mom
Mother, O my dear mother. I love you with my heart. You can't believe how I love you
So please, count on my love
I know you love. I know
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