Gerry Wall
don t tell my mother
Donât tell my mother
Sheâll think Iâm crazy
Donât tell my mother
She donât need to be told.
Spare her the details
Of my adventures
Donât tell my mother
She donât see me that way.
âCause one fine day
Weâre going to wake up
With the world at our door
Even now before the shake-up
We wonât go hungry no more.
Donât tell my mother
About the dangers
She only listens
To the voices of angels.
âCause Iâve got you and thatâs all that matters
Let the world find its own
Even now though weâve been shattered
We will find a way home.
Donât tell my mother...