Oh, Mammy Blue...


Oh, Mammy... Oh, Mammy, Mammy Blue...
Oh, Mammy Blue...
Oh, Mammy... Oh, Mammy, Mammy Blue...
Oh, Mammy Blue...

I may be your forgotten son
who wandered off at twentyone.
It‘s sad to find myself at home
without you.
If I could only hold your hand
and say I‘m sorry, yes I am,
I‘m sure you‘ll really understand,
oh, Mammy.

Oh, Mammy... Oh, Mammy, Mammy Blue...
Oh, Mammy Blue...
Oh, Mammy... Oh, Mammy, Mammy Blue...
Oh, Mammy Blue...

Je suis parti un soir d‘ete,
Sans dire un mot, sans t‘embrasser,
Sans un regard sur le passe... Est fou!
 If I could only hold your hand
and say I‘m sorry, yes I am,
I‘m sure you‘ll really understand,
Ma mere!

Oh, Mammy... Oh, Mammy, Mammy Blue...
Oh, Mammy Blue...
Oh, Mammy... Oh, Mammy, Mammy Blue...
Oh, Mammy Blue...

Oh, Mammy... Oh, Mammy, Mammy Blue...
Oh, Mammy Blue...
Oh, Mammy... Oh, Mammy, Mammy Blue...
Oh, Mammy Blue...