Thursday, June 26, 2008

My Yiddishe Momme

Leo Fuld, who performed at my bar mitzvah-the lyrics?
Of things I should be thankful for,
I've had a goodly share;
And as I sit here in the comfort,
Of a cozy chair;
My fancy takes me to a humble,
East-side 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 than ever now
My Yiddishe Momme
Id like to kiss her 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
Have few were her pleasures
She never cared for fashion styles
Her jewels and treasures;
She found them in her baby's smiles;
Oh I know what I owe what I am today;
To that dear little lady so old and gray;
To that wonderful Yiddishe Momme,
Momme Of mine.
My Yiddishe Momme
Se kimpt nisht besser in der velt
My Yiddishe Momme
Oy vey tzis bisser ven zie fehlt,
Durch vaser unt fayer
Volt si gelofen far ir kind
Nit haltn ir tayer
Dos is gevis di greisteh sind
Oy vi glikech un raich
Is der mensh vos hot
Asa sheineh matoneh
Geshenkt fun Got
Asa altitchkeh yiddishe mameh,
mameh mayn.
A Yiddishe mameh mayn.

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