My Mother the War

My Mother the War - 10,000 Maniacs

Written by：John Lombardo/Lombardo/Walsh/Merchant/Michael Wal

She borders the pavement

Flanks avenues

Parades pass white glove attended by

My mother

The war

She`ll raise a shaft

Lift a banner

Toss a rose

My mother the war

Mother the war

Mother in

The war

Mother the war

She knows every neighbor

Chats at their doors

Compare econosize electric appliances

Mother

The war

Share tea and a seat

By my cradle with

Mother

The war

Mother the war

Mother

The war

Mother the war

Caressing the globe

Three years each tour

Hands of god enfold him prayed

Mother

The war

Haunts her doorway

Begs her postman

Is there word for

My mother

The war

My mother the war

Mother

Party rockstars

In bitter defiance

She`s spitting the corps

Wet a brood short league for combat

Mother in

The war

Well acquainted

With sorrow

Big tree

Mother

The war

Mother the war

Folded lace carrion blood soaked robes

Folded lace carrion blood soaked robes

My mother the war

Yeah

Yeah

My mother

Mother

Mother

Mammy