If I could give you diamonds
for each tear you cried for me
If I could give you sapphires
for each truth you've helped me see.
If I could give you rubies
for the heartache that you've known
If I could give you pearls
for the wisdom that you've shown
Then you'll have a treasure, mother,
that would mount up to the skies
That would almost match
the sparkle in your kind and loving eyes
But I have no pearls, no diamonds,
as I'm sure you're well aware
So I'll give you gifts more precious
my devotion, love and care |
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