V1
I got a call to say my mamma was dying
I got a call to say my mamma was dying
I caught the first train home my head was frying
C1
When I got there folks had gathered around
When I got there folks had gathered around
Her eyes were set and her face was full of frowns
V2
She wasn’t dead but she was slowly dying
She wasn’t dead but she was slowly dying
I think of her can’t stop myself from crying
C2
I followed mamma to the burying ground
I followed mamma to the burying ground
I watched them put her in the fucking ground
V3
That was the last time I saw my mamma's face (x3)
C3
I wish that I could take her fucking place (x3)
Ah…
© Blue Gillespie 2008
