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AmMama, she has taught me well EmTold me when I was Eyoung AmSon, your life´s an open book EmDon´t close it before it´s Edone AmThe brightest flame burns quickest, EmThat´s what I heard her Esay, AmA son´s heart´s owed to mother EmBut I must find my Eway
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AmLet Em my G heart D go AmLet Emyour Gson Dgrow Mama AmletEmmy Gheart Dgo OrAm let EmthisAm heart Embe E still
Rebel mind your last name Wild blood in my veins They bring string around my neck They mark that still remains Left home at and early age Of what I heard was wrong I never asked forgiveness But what it said is done ®:
®1: AmNever I askedD you ButG never I Cgave But youAm gave me yourD emptiness That I´llG take to myC grave AmNever ID ask of you ButG never I Cgave But youAm gave me yourD emptiness I now Gtake to my Cgrave SoAm letG thisEm heartAm be E still
Mama now I´m coming home I´m not all you wished of me But a mother´s love for her son Spoken help me be… I took your love for granted And all the things you said to me I need your arms to welcome me But a cold stone´s all I see