It was a tuesday afternoon, and I was worked all day,
16 is too young to find the one you love dead.
I walked through the door, and what did I find on the floor?
I found her laying there, arms spread like doom.
She was the only lady I loved, cause she was the only one who returned,
The special treatment I gave, she's was number one.
So I picked up her hand, and dropped in it a tear,
I closed her fingers, put it at her side.
I'm crying now, and I was crying then.
My dear mother, the only lady I ever loved...