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We gathered 'round the table

subduded and some what sad

we thought about what we would say

about the things she had

We had buried her on Monday

the plans had all been made

we didn't have to do a thing

for she had it all prepaid

I hadn't seen her in quite a while

and I never went to call

for Momma just got on my nerves

and had for a long time, I recall

Bobby lived so far away, way across the land

he'd give a phone call now and then

but a visit he'd not planned

Joey was just sitting there

he was the one who cared the most

from time to time he would stop to see her

but not often, he would boast

Momma lived here all alone

in her little bungalow

she had arthritis really bad

and got around real slow

We never ask if we could help

or do for her some chore

for we knew that if we ever did

she'd probably ask for more

now here we sit the three of us

and her lawyers in he hall

and we're wondering 'bout the things we'll get

when he reads the will to all

Momma tried to talk to me one time

about what she'd like to do

but I was just too busy

and the things she had were few

she had a little pension

Dad had left her when he died

and a small social security check

and on them she had relied

She ask to borrow money once

to fix a leaking pipe

but I just told her, I had none

and things were really tight

she never ever ask again

so I don't know what she'd done

but she'd just have to understand

firstiI take care of me, number one

She went to the doctor now and then

I don't know just what for

but I saw pills there in a bottle

on the table by the door

my brothers didn't care a lot

for they had their own lives to live

and any way, with bills so high

no money, they could give

I really don't know why we're here

we've done all we really can

but here comes the lawyer walking now

with papers in his hand

and there he sits severe and stern

as he looked us in the eye

and he said to us, don't any body care at all

that your mother just has died

I really don't think that's quite fair

that he should say these things

for when your all grown up and leave

you're life you rearrange

well I wondered what I'd get

from her little stash

I don't care about her ancient stuff

I only wanted cash

Bobby, the lawyer said

your mother knew you'd moan and holler

and now you get what you deserve

she left you here, ten dollar's

Joey, the lawyer lookrd at him

she left you the lawn mower, that is all

for you promised to do the yard for her

when you visited way last fall

And then he said, looking straight at me

you were her only girl

she talked of you so often

and she cried, for you never stepped into her world

she left you this set of dishes

the plastic ones there on the shelf

she thought that you could use them

with all your riches and your wealth

She gave the church her money

a cool million in the bank

they were her family, I suppose

and to them she gave her thanks

the house went to her brother

so he would have a place to live

for he had helped her for so very long

and all his kindness give

She had some stocks and bonds, I know

she dealt in silver and in gold

she left them to her sisters child

the one who drove her places, since she'd gotton old

she had some precious jewels

in the bank's deposit box

she left them to her neighbor

who lived just around the block

Well, that's all folks, the lawyer said

as we sat in stunned surprise

for all of us were feeling guilty

as he looked into our eyes

your mother waited every day

for a visit or some word

and I've seen her shed so many tears

for not a word was ever heard

Ungreatful children, every one

go on, get from my sight

for what you've done to your mother

well, it simply wasn't right

and as I slowly turned to go

and left the lawyers room

I knew that  the lawyer sure was right

we'd brought on all our gloom

And as I thought of Momma

the one who got on my nerves

I know that I had caused it all

I got what I deserved