Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Yiddishe Momme, Pt. 1, artist - Sophie Tucker. Date of issue: 31.08.2012
Song language: English
My Yiddishe Momme, Pt. 1 |
| Of things I should be thankful for I’ve had a goodly share |
| And as I sit here in the comfort of my cosy chair |
| My fancy takes me to a humble eastside tenement |
| Three flights up in the rear to where my childhood days were spent |
| It wasn’t much like Paradise but 'mid the dirt and all |
| There sat the sweetest angel, one that I fondly call |
| My yiddishe momme I need her more then ever now |
| My yiddishe momme I’d like to kiss that wrinkled brow |
| I long to hold her hands once more as in days gone by |
| And ask her to forgive me for things I did that made her cry |
| How few were her pleasures, she never cared for fashion’s styles |
| Her jewels and treasures she found them in her baby’s smiles |
| Oh I know that I owe what I am today |
| To that dear little lady so old and gray |
| To that wonderful yiddishe momme of mine |
| My yiddishe momme I need her more then ever now |
| My yiddishe momme I’d like to kiss that wrinkled brow |
| I long to hold her hands once more as in days gone by |
| And ask her to forgive me for things I did that made her cry |
| How few were her pleasures, she never cared for fashion’s styles |
| Her jewels and treasures she found them in her baby’s smiles |
| Oh I know that I owe what I am today |
| To that dear little lady so old and gray |
| To that wonderful yiddishe momme of mine |