Текст (слова) песни: Dottie West - Six Weeks Every Summer
(Fran Powers)
Hopelessly the ghost of me sinks down into a chair And underneath the cushion there`s a ribbon from her hair Just a crumpled up reminder that my daughter`s only here For six weeks ever summer and Christmas every other year.
The role of part-time mother it`s the toughest role I play Oh, my name`s up there in neon lights but Lord what a price I pay Why, the only thing it cost was giving up our used-to-be`s And my little angel baby by the name of Shelly.
Bravely I step back into my room, it`s only cheap veneer And I die inside till summertime or Christmas time is near When up the stairs comes all my prayers yellin` mom it`s me, I`m here For six weeks every summer and Christmas every other year.
Just found a note my baby wrote she left it by the phone She knew I`d need some extra strength to make it through the night alone It says I`ll always love you mama although I`m only here For six weeks every summer and Christmas every other year.
Oh, I`d gladly give up all my fame if only I could hear My Shelly calls me mommy every morning of the year...
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