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All I Wanted Was Momma for Christmas

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A song I wrote about how life goes sometimes.

It was in the month of December
A year I don't want to remember
Mom and Dad had a talk late one night
I was in bed but wasn't sleeping
I could hear their voices creeping
Past my door and it sounded like a fight.

I took my pillow and covered my ears
Used the blanket to wipe away my tears
That  night I cried myself to sleep.
When I woke up the next day
Dad said "your mother's gone away
Be a big boy now, try not to weep".

Things weren't the same Christmas morning,
My mom had gone without a warning.
Oh there was candy and some toys
But there was something missing
Momma's hugging and her kissing.
How can you make that up to two young boys?

All through life I guess I missed her
And when she died I bent and kissed her
And I remember wondering in my head
Why momma left us and went away
I never asked and she wouldn't say
And now it's too late.  Momma's dead.

All I wanted was Momma for Christmas
I didn't understand why she went away
I prayed every day that she'd come back to stay
Cause all I wanted was Momma for Christmas.

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