Cifra de Mothers Daughters Wives - The Corries
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Capo 3
[Refrão]
The first time it was fathers, the last time it was sons
And in between your husbands marched away with drums and guns
But you never thought to question you just went on with your lives
'Cause all they'd taught you who to be was mothers, daughters, wives
verse 1
You barely just remember the tears your mother shed
As she sat and read the paper through the lists and lists of dead
And the gold frame held the photograph your mother kissed each night
And the door frame held the shocked and silent stranger from the fight
verse 2
And twenty-one years later you had children of your own
The trumpet sounded once again and the soldier boys were gone
And you made their guns and drove their trucks and you tended to their wounds
At night you kissed their photographs and prayed for safe returns
[Refrão]
The first time it was fathers, the last time it was sons
And in between your husbands marched away with drums and guns
But you never thought to question you just went on with your lives
'Cause all they'd taught you who to be was mothers, daughters, wives
verse 3
And when it was all over you had to learn again
To be just wives and mothers though you'd done the work of men
So you worked to help the needy and you never trod on toes
And the photo on the mantelpiece struck a happy family pose
verse 4
But your daughters grew to women and your little boys to men
And you wished that you were dreaming when the call-up came again
But you proudly smiled and held your tears as they proudly waved good bye
But the photos on the mantelpieces it always made you cry
[Refrão]
The first time it was fathers, the last time it was sons
And in between your husbands marched away with drums and guns
But you never thought to question you just went on with your lives
'Cause all they'd taught you who to be was mothers, daughters, wives
Verse 5
And now your growing older and in time the photos fade
In widowhood you sit back and reflect on the parade
And the passing of your memories as your daughters change their lives
Seeing more to their existences than just mothers, daughters, wives
[Refrão]
The first time it was fathers, the last time it was sons
And in between your husbands marched away with drums and guns
But you never thought to question you just went on with your lives
'Cause all they'd taught you who to be was mothers, daughters, wives
And you never thought to question you just went on with your lives
'Cause all they'd taught you who to be was mothers, daughters, wives