The Day I Made My Mam Cry.
Folks say don’t cry, don’t be lonely, don’t sigh
But I made my Mam cry
Tears filled my eyes, to see my Mam cry
Mam got bad I got sad
Now at the hospital bed I sigh
To see my Mam die and I cry
How sorry I am that I made my Mam cry
Now all that’s left are thoughts of happier times now gone by
Mams laughter, Mams joy, her voice as she’d rejoice
Her Lord had come, and said come
How I miss her tender ways
But only one of us will say, I’m sorry I made my Mam cry
Look happy stop those tears, look at photos of happier days
Happy days except for one, the day that I made my Mam cry
Now later I rejoice to know that in time I’ll hear her voice
When on that happy road I’ll go, to know I’ll see her with our Lord
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