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Sweeter Than Flowers (MacEdward Leach)

Just as long as I can remember,
There remains a rose of my heart;
Mom took sick along in December,
February left us broken hearts.

The reason we've not called the family together,
We knew she wouldn't be there;
'Cause, Momma, as I thought it all over,
I knew that your spirit is there.

No, no I can't forget the hour,
You're the only one, Mom,
And sweeter than the flower;
No, no there's no need to bother,
To speak of you now would only hurt father.

They all gathered 'round, I stared at their faces,
All heads were bowed mighty low;
That was one time we all had to face it,
Though it hurt us so bad, you know.

No, no I can't forget the hour,
You're the only one, Mom,
And sweeter than the flower;
No, no there's no need to bother,
To speak of you now would only hurt father.

You know, Momma, we'll never forget you,
But someday we'll meet you up there.

####.... Variant of Sweeter Than The Flowers by Ervin T Rouse [d.1980] ....####

Collected in 1951 from Marie B Hartery [1934-2000] of Portugal Cove South, NL. and published in MacEdward Leach And The Songs Of Atlantic Canada © 2004 Memorial University of Newfoundland Folklore and Language Archive (MUNFLA).


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