I Found in My Sweet Mama

Long time ago in my youthful days, I dreamt that I’d be wed.
I’d find me a wife and I’d sing her praise ‘cause she’d keep me pleased and fed.
But the more I searched for that perfect girl, the more I began to shake,
Then I found in my sweet mama all the woman I could take.

I found in my dear mama all the woman I could take,
So I’ll take her out to dinner and buy her a juicy steak.
I’ll treat her like the queen she is, and I’ll make no mistake
‘Cause I found in my sweet mama all the woman I could take.

First came Sue. She was kind and true, as true as ever a girl was,
But then one day she walked up to say, “We’re through.” “Why?” “Just because.”
And then pretty soon I met fair June, and my knees began to quake,
But I found in my sweet mama all the woman I could take.

I tried again with beautiful Jen, but she was way too much;
And Mary Jane was wild as Cain, with partyin’ and such.
Melissa Frye was sweet as pie, but couldn’t clean nor bake,
So I found in my sweet mama all the woman I could take.

At last I met my sweet Annette, the apple of my eye.
We courted many a blissful day, ‘til she took sick and died.
Now I’m through with this much ado; my heart will nevermore break,
For I found in my sweet mama all the woman I could take.


TBT, June 2, 2004
Copyright © 2017 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved

I’m not sure where this silly song came from. I must have been in one of my moods. But once it started, it just kept on coming.



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