| 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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