Mama who bore me Mama who gave me No way to handle things Who made me so sad Mama the weeping Mama the angels No sleep in heaven Or Bethlehem Some say that one day Christ will come a calling Light a candle And hope that it glows And some just lie there crying For him to come and find them But when he does they don't know how to go Mama who bore me Mama who gave me No way to handle things Who made me so sad Mama the weeping Mama the angels No sleep in heaven Or Bethlehem