Shes My Mother

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I'm thinking of a little lady
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She bears her load without a friend
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The one who rocked me in my cradle
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And through the years she loves me yet

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The roses on her cheeks have faded
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And when they pass her on the street
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Would break my heart to see them mock her
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Although she may not dress so neat

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She was the first to ever love me
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The first to hold me to her breast
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God bless her cause she is my mother
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And she'll be the last one I'll forget

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Her way may seem a bit old fashioned
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And some may laugh when passing by
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I'm not ashamed to call her mother
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My love for her I'll not deny