Metallica Mama Said
Mama, she has taught me well Told me when I was young Son, your life s an open book Don t close it fore its done The brightest flame burns quickest That s what I heard her say A son s heart sowed to mother But I must find my way Let my heart go Let your son grow Mama, let my heart go Or let this heart be still Yeah, still Rebel, mind your last name Wild blood in my veins They bring strings around my neck The mark that still remains Left home at an early age. ..
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