józsef attila - mama
guitar blues, ballad, violin, chill
July 10th, 2024suno
Lyrics
It's been a week now, thinkin' 'bout my mama,
Pausing every now and then, ain't no drama.
With a creakin' basket in her lap,
She'd head up to the attic, quick as a snap.
I was still an honest soul, raisin' a fuss,
Yellin' and stompin', makin' a ruckus.
"Leave that heavy laundry for another,
Take me up to the attic, dear mother."
She'd just go, hangin' clothes in silence,
No scoldin', not even a glance in defiance.
And the clothes, they shone and swayed,
Dancin' in the wind, up high they played.
I wouldn't whine now, but it's too late,
I see now, how grand she was, oh so great –
Her gray hair flutterin' in the sky so wide,
Mixing bluin' in the heavens' tide.
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