My Yiddishe Momme Lyrics
von Connie Francis
Das Lied 'My Yiddishe Momme' von Connie Francis thematisiert die unvergängliche Liebe und Bewunderung für die eigene Mut... weiterlesen
Of things I should be thankful for, I've had a goodly
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And as I sit here in the comfort of my cosy chair
My fancy takes me to a humble eastside tenement
Three flights up in the rear to where my childhood days
Were spent
It wasn't much like Paradise but 'mid the dirt and all
There sat the sweetest angel, one that I fondly call
My yiddishe momme I need her more then ever now
My yiddishe momme I'd like to kiss that wrinkled brow
I long to hold her hands once more as in days gone by
And ask her to forgive me for things I did that made
Her cry
How few were her pleasures, she never cared for
Fashion's styles
Her jewels and treasures she found them in her baby's
Smiles
Oh I know that I owe what I am today
To that dear little lady so old and gray
To that wonderful yiddishe momme of mine
My yiddishe momme I need her more then ever now
My yiddishe momme I'd like to kiss that wrinkled brow
I long to hold her hands once more as in days gone by
And ask her to forgive me for things I did that made
Her cry
How few were her pleasures, she never cared for
Fashion's styles
Her jewels and treasures she found them in her baby's
Smiles
Oh I know that I owe what I am today
To that dear little lady so old and gray
To that wonderful yiddishe momme of
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And as I sit here in the comfort of my cosy chair
My fancy takes me to a humble eastside tenement
Three flights up in the rear to where my childhood days
Were spent
It wasn't much like Paradise but 'mid the dirt and all
There sat the sweetest angel, one that I fondly call
My yiddishe momme I need her more then ever now
My yiddishe momme I'd like to kiss that wrinkled brow
I long to hold her hands once more as in days gone by
And ask her to forgive me for things I did that made
Her cry
How few were her pleasures, she never cared for
Fashion's styles
Her jewels and treasures she found them in her baby's
Smiles
Oh I know that I owe what I am today
To that dear little lady so old and gray
To that wonderful yiddishe momme of mine
My yiddishe momme I need her more then ever now
My yiddishe momme I'd like to kiss that wrinkled brow
I long to hold her hands once more as in days gone by
And ask her to forgive me for things I did that made
Her cry
How few were her pleasures, she never cared for
Fashion's styles
Her jewels and treasures she found them in her baby's
Smiles
Oh I know that I owe what I am today
To that dear little lady so old and gray
To that wonderful yiddishe momme of
Writer(s): Lew Pollack, Jack Yellen
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Das Lied 'My Yiddishe Momme' von Connie Francis thematisiert die unvergängliche Liebe und Bewunderung für die eigene Mutter. In einem nostalgischen Rü... weiterlesen
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