In a world like today. It's a rare occasion to be able. To see young mothers like the ones. That were around when I grew up. But they live on in memory.
This song goes out to my mother - The one I loved and the one I lost - When it. comes down to thinking about what my mother's done for me, the love she's given.
Lord, ain't it lonesome, well, when you're sitting at home alone. Ain't it lonesome when you're sitting at home alone. The girl you love, she's done bad now, she's gone.