She loves me more than she loves herself
She is kind and generous but yes she does yell
You cannot find a woman like her
Even if you go seek the entire world
She won’t let you worry, she won’t let you bother
Some call her angel, Well I call her Mother
Mother accused of selling three children in Ilam
She’ll feed you no matter how poor she is
She’ll lead you no matter how rich you are
She’ll die to see a smile on your face
And support your back on every single race
She won’t let you worry, she won’t let you bother
Some call her angel, Well I call her Mother