Mammy Blue
Stories


Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue
Oh Mammy Blue
Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue
Oh Mammy Blue
I may be your forgotten son
Who wandered off at twenty-one
It's sad to find myself at home
Without you come on home
If I could only hold your hand
And say I'm sorry, yes I am
I'm sure you'll really understand

Oh Mammy

Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue
Oh Mammy Blue
Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue
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