Momma loved us, every one
Every daughter, very son
She gave herself so happily,
That's just the way she was, you see
From dawn to dark she'd find a chore
And work it 'til it was no more
And every day until she died,
In the evening, Momma cried
Momma cried;
There was mourning in the evening
And Momma cried;
'Cos her little girl was gone
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Her little girl was snatched away
She was there and then just gone one day
And Momma blamed herself, I'd say,
But all of us had debts to pay
Momma cried;
There was mourning in the evening
And Momma cried;
'Cos her little girl was gone
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I did my best to cheer her pride
That day that something broke inside
I swore I'd find her and I tried
In the evening, Momma cried
Momma cried;
There was mourning in the evening
And Momma cried;
'Cos her little girl was gone
Momma cried;
There was mourning in the evening
And Momma cried;
'Cos her little girl was gone