MAMA SAID, 1

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1. Mama she has taught me well, told me when I was young.
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    Son your life`s an open book, don't close it before it's done.
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    The brightest flame burns quickest, that`s what I heard her say.
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    The son's heart's owed to mother, but I must find my way.

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    Let my heart go. Let your son grow.
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    Mama, let my heart go. Mama,  let this heart be still.
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    Yes, still.

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2. Remember my new last name, wild blood in my veins,
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    Draping the strings around my neck, the mark that still remains.
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    Left home at an early age,  of what I heard was wrong.
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    Never asked forgiveness for what is said is done.
      
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    Let my heart go. Let your son grow.
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    Mama, let my heart go. Mama,  let this heart be still.


MAMA SAId
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Never I asked of you, but never I gave,
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but you gave me your emptiness, that I'll take to my grave.
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Never I asked of you, but never I gave
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But you gave me your emptiness, that I'll take to my grave
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So let this heart be still.

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3. Mama now I'm coming home, I'm not all you wished of me.
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    A mother's love for her son was spoken heavily.
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    Yeah I took your love for granted, and all the things you said to me.
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    I need your arms to welcome me, that cold stone's all I see.

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    Let my heart go. Let your son grow.
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    Mama, let my heart go. Mama,  let this heart be still.
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    Let my heart go. Mama, let my heart go
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    You never let my heart go,  so let this heart be still.

+ REFRAIN 

    (Orig. Capo = 4)                 (Metallica)