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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