Slade
pity the mother
She's left to rear a child because of war
Sadly alone
Works hard to clothe and feed her little son
Give him a home
She works all night into the early morn
Streets cold and damp
Stands at the corner near the Pig and Gun
Lit by a lamp
She has to work hard to scrimp and save
Or he will go
Go to a home somewhere far away
She loves him so
Tired but she knows that it's the only way
She wanders home
Home to the child that's sleeping sound and warm
Never a moan
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- Rogues Gallery
- Keep Your Hands Off My Power Supply
- Old New Borrowed and Blue
- Slade In Flame
- Sladest
- Play It Loud
- Miscellaneous
- Beginnings
- Slayed
- Slade Smashes
- Wall Of Hits
- Jackie - Long Hot Summer
- Bild Rock
- Christmas Jukebox
- Universal Presenta...Clasicas De Los 70´S
- Rock FM
- The Boys Are Back In Town
- Rockopilatorio
- Various Artists / Rock Anthems
- Pop Muzik