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Ian Lloyd
Ian Lloyd
Performer
Stories
Stories
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hubert Giraud
Hubert Giraud
Composer

Lyrics

Oh mammy,
Oh mammy, mammy blue...
Mammy blue.
Oh mammy,
Oh mammy, mammy blue...
My mammy blue.
Now maybe our forgotten son,
Who wandered off at twenty one.
It's sad to find myself at home,
Why don't you come on around, now?
If I could only hold your hand,
And say I'm sorry, Yes I am.
I'm sure you'd really understand,
Oh! Where are you now?
Oh mammy,
Oh mammy, mammy blue...
Mammy blue.
Oh mammy,
Oh mammy, mammy blue...
My mammy blue.
The house we set up on the hill,
It's life is standing still.
And memories of my childhood,
Left in my mind.
I've been through all walks of life,
I've seen tired, desert, lonely nights.
And now without you by my side,
How will I survive?
Written by: Hubert Giraud
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