Sweet Mother

Old Mama
Please give me something sweet
I Can`t pull the wagon anymore
I can`t pull the wagon anymore

Loaded with freestones I descend from the hills
The coachman with the whip gives me tiny little thrills
I pulled it to Russia and far to the West
To the White House in D.C. for the stones eternal rest

So old Mama
Please give me something sweet
I Can`t pull the wagon anymore
I can`t pull the wagon anymore

At the end of the century exhausted and grim
They all still let me pull till my life lights growing dim
Pulled it to Russia no time for remorse
Wherever my sweet mother is, there`s sugar for the horse

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