时间：2010-09-01
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My Yiddishe Momme - Part 1 - Sophie Tucker/Florence Weiss
Of things I should be thankful for
I've had a goodly share
And as I sit here
In the comfort
Of my cosy chair
My fancy takes me
To a humble
Eastside tenement
Three flights
In the rear to where
My childhood days were spent
It wasn't much like paradise
But 'mid the dirt and all
There sats
The sweetest angel
One that I fondly call
My yiddishe momme
I need her more then ever now
My yiddishe momme
I'd like to kiss
That wrinkled brow
I long to hold her hands
Once more
As in days gone by
And ask her
To forgive me for
Things I did that made her cry
How few were her pleasures
She never cared for fashion's styles
Her jewels and treasures
She found them in her baby's smiles
Oh I know that I owe
What I am today
To that dear little lady
So old and gray
To that wonderful yiddishe
Momme of
Momme mine
