Текст песни Eric Clapton - MOTHER`S LAMENT
Eric Clapton - MOTHER`S LAMENT слова песни
(traditional)Are we rolling? A one, a two, a three, a four...A mother was washing her baby one night;The youngest of ten and a delicate mite.The mother was poor and the baby was thin;`Twas naught but a skeleton covered with skin.The mother turned `round for a soap off the rack.She was only a moment but when she turned backHer baby had gone, and in anguish she cried,"Oh, where has my baby gone?" The angels replied:Oh, your baby has gone down the plug hole.Oh, your baby has gone down the plug.The poor little thing was so skinny and thin,He should have been washed in a jug, in a jug.Your baby is perfectly happy;He won`t need a bath anymore.He`s a-muckin` about with the angels above,Not lost but gone before.Do you want to do it again?