2nd verse...I cursed, I swore at my father, I told him his words were a lie I packed up my clothes in a bundle and I went to tell Mother goodbye 3rd verse...my poor mother broke down a crying, son oh my son do not leave, my heart will always be broken and all my life long I will grew. Now I know she’ll be standing at her window day after day as I roam Watching , crying and praying for her boy who will never come home. Last verse...Now boys take this wonderful warning , don’t ever break your poor mother’s heart Stand by her side for she needs you and let nothing tear you apart.
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