Текст песни The Song My Mother Used To Sing

I remember the song my mother used to sing Each and every morning There's the flowers blooming outside And there aint no love inside our brothers and sisters lives So if you cant be good you gotta be carefull I remeber one rainy day on March My poor ma, she sent me out to get some starch I was the only one (that she could depend on) So I had to shop and cook and clean all day long Without a father only the one thats deep within That's why I praise him for his might words, to teach us day by day oh I remember the song my mother used to sing each and every morning And there aint no love inside our brothers and sisters lives Oh the song my mother used to sing