My mom taught me how to tie me laces, she taught me how to cry.
I used to comb her hair back and Make it look beehive.
She used to bring me ice cream whenever I was ill and fetch me favorite teddy, I'd cuddle him - Big Bill.
We'd snuggle on the sofa or play a game of cards.
She'd shown me what love is
Her cakes were something heaven sent and gone before the night.
My clothes all ironed, socks and pants - we always wondered why.
She'd cook me dinner. Shepherds pie, with pudded rice to follow.
Fighting for the burnty bits a battlefield did follow. I'd come in bleeding, k nee all red.
A soothing voice - a mothers gift
I'm proud to call my mom.. Eh mom
I'm proud to be her son
I'm proud she gave me everything