My yiddeshe mama Lyrics

My Yddishe momme
I need her more than ever now
My Yddishe momme
Id like to kiss her wrinkled brow
I long to hold her hand once more
As in days gone by
And ask her to forgive me
For things I did that made her cry
How few were her pleasures
She never cared for fashion styles
Her jewels and her treasures
She found them in her babys smiles
Oh I know that I owe what I am today
To that dear little lady whos gone away
To that wonderful Yddishe momme
momme, momme of mine
In vasser und fayer,
Vollt sie geloffn fahr ihr kind,
Nisht halt'n ihr tayer.
Dos iz geviss der greste Zind.
Oy vie gliklach und raych
Is der Mensch vus hut,
Az a tayere matune geschenkt fun Gott,
Such a wonderful Yddishe momme
momme of mine