| Well, well, well, ah
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| A motherless children have a hard time
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| Motherless children have a hard time, mother’s dead
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| They’ll not have anywhere to go, wanderin' around from door to door
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| Have a hard time
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| Nobody on earth can take a mother’s place when, when mother is dead, Lord
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| Nobody on earth take mother’s place when, mother’s dead
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| Nobody on earth takes mother’s place
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| When you were startin' paved the way
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| Nobody treats you like mother will when
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| Your wife or husband may be good to you, when mother is dead, Lord
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| They’ll be good to you, mother’s dead
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| A wife or a husband may be good to you
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| But, better than nothing has proved untrue
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| Nobody treats you like mother will when, when mother is dead, Lord
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| Lord, Lord, Lord
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| Yeah, well, ah
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| Well, some people say that sister will do, when mother is dead
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| That sister will do when mother’s dead
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| Some people say that sister will do
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| But, as soon as she’s married, she’ll turn her back on you
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| Nobody treats you like mother will
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| And father will do the best he can, when mother is dead, Lord
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| Well, the best he can when mother is dead
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| Father will do the best he can
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| So many things a father can’t understand
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| Nobody treats you like mother will
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| Ahh, motherless children have a hard time, when mother is dead, Lord
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| Motherless children have a hard time, mother’s dead
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| They’ll not have anywhere to go
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| Wanderin' around from door to door
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| Have a hard time |