Текст (слова) песни: Norma Jean - There Won`t Be Any Patches In Heaven
A mem`ry often comes to visit as I lay in my bed late at night Of mama along in the kitchen mending clothes by a little all night She sewed till her fingers were slowling till she couldn`t keep sleep from her eyes Then daddy would go in to wake her he`d kiss her and I`d hear him sighed
There won`t be any patches in heaven you`ll look so pretty with a halo in your hair And if angels are judged by the deeds they have done Mom you`ll be the best dressed angel there [ steel ] I was the oldest of seven so I was the first to leave home And my dreams were just by for my mama all the pretties that she`d never known But the first pretty dress that I gave her she smiled and then bowed her head She said honey you the kids need this things more than I do And the tears filled my eyes as I said There won`t be any patches in heaven...
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