Throw Mama from the train, a kiss, a kiss
Wave Mama from the train a goodbye
Throw Mama from the train, a kiss a kiss
And don't cry, my baby, don't cry
How I miss that sweet lady with her old-country touch
Miss her quaint broken English called "Pennsylvania Dutch"
I can still see her there at the station that day
Calling out to her baby as the train pulled away
Throw Mama from the train, a kiss, a kiss
Dry Mama all your tears, won't you try
Throw Mama from the train, a kiss, a kiss
And eat Mama up all her pie
Can't believe that she's gone now, it's a lonely old town
Yet, I know that her heavenly love keeps looking down
'Cause whenever I happen to be passing through
I could swear she was there with the warmth I once knew
And I throw Mama from the train, a kiss, a kiss
Wave Mama from the train a goodbye
Throw Mama from the train, a kiss, a kiss
And she throws one back from up high
[From her album: 'Golden Greats'
Songwriter: Irving Gordon]
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