Holy mother, where are you? / Tonight I feel broken in two / I’ve seen the stars fall from the sky / Holy mother, can’t keep from crying
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Gypsy woman told my mother ‘fore I was born / You got a boy-child coming, gonna be a son of a gun / Gonna make pretty womens jump and shout / And then the world gonna know what this all about
If I could reach the stars / I’d pull one down for you / Shinin’ on my heart / So you could see the truth
I keep drinking malted milk / Trying to drive my blues away / I keep drinking malted milk / Trying to drive my blues away
I got the key to the highway / Billed out and bound to go / I’m gonna leave here running / Walking is most too slow
I’m sorry baby, but I can’t afford to stay. / Your good, kind treatment will worry me someday. / I love you baby, but I’m gonna have to say goodbye. / Woman, I got to move, I really got to fly.
If I mistreat you girl, I sure don’t mean no harm. / If I mistreat you girl, I sure don’t mean no harm. / Well, I’m a motherless child; I don’t know right from wrong. / Please tell me pretty mama, honey where’d you stay last night?
Alberta, Alberta / Where you been so long? / Alberta, Alberta / Where you been so long?
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself / Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself / You say ‘m been spending my money on other women / You taking money from someone else
After midnight, we’re gonna let it all hang out / After midnight, we’re gonna chug-a-lug and shout / We’re gonna stimulate some action / We’re gonna get some satisfaction