Ye Olde Battleaxe
She cried and gave birth to me
I cried, I was glad to see her face, my mommy!
She fed me from her deepest soul
(and I smiled 'cause I love food!)
Mother be, bein' the bravest ones
The reals ones, the smart ones
On this great place called planet earth
My dad says when heaven comes
My mom, she'll be in the front row
Waving back to my dad.
Mother-child bond is beyond thought
She will kill for that child.
For as a woman came from a man
So also's a man born of woman.
Mothers and their daughters and
Their daughters and their great grand.
Motherhood be bein' knee deep.