Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Long way from my home Sometimes
How sweet and happy seem those days of which I dream When memory recalls them now and then And with what rapture sweet, my weary heart would beat If I
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child (Sometimes) Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel
With your love you gave me life Not knowing right from wrong You always know that I'll be strong You set me free and you paid the price You inspired me
Why are you coming back again? Why are you seeing the same old friends? Why are you coming around? Don't you see it's the same old thing? The same sad
Yo me encuentro solito Si no te tengo a mi lado Y ahora que no vivo Porque sin ti me muero Madre mia, madre mia Madre mia, madre mia Madre mia, madre
Once again, I'm alone, facing problems on my own All alone, I don't know what I've done The pressure just keep on tumbling down Lord I bawl, Lord I bawl
How sweet and happy seem, those days of which I dream When memory recalls them now and then And with what repture sweet, my weary heart would beat If
I dreamed mama walked up the heavenly stairs And medals for mothers were given up there They mentioned the million things mom did for me Things I took
Dance with the lilies in the shadows of the valley - my lily of the valley of the shadow of death. Her velvet shadows in the rain, disturbs the stillness
Space patrol It's out there I'd better get my pants back on My mom is coming over
Mothers and children from long ago, Mothers and children from far away, So many of them, being together, It's always been that way. Some of them lived
You want me to bring you home the bacon Fry it up and serve it to you too When I don't, you act so God forsaken Like somehow I've been mistreating you
Motherless children sees a hard time When their mother's dead Motherless children sees a hard time When their mother's dead They are driven out in
my mother bleeds history, my brothers bleed history they say the eyes, they say it all there's ghosts in here and oh, they will beat you and oh, they'
I can?t, can?t stand your mother She?s just so much in our business And I can?t really deal with it I can?t, can?t stand your mother Try to have you as
Motherless children have a hard time When the mother is gone Motherless children have a hard time When the mother is gone Motherless children have a