Martys mam forever smiling, she would always grin Every time we called around to see if martys in Martys mam would answer the door and with a smiling face We remember martys mam, the world was a better place Seems like only yesterday, marty turned to me to say What could i do if me mam ever pa**ed away? On the night martys mam died In a mess, as you can guess Martys in a mess ,but what can we do? Martys mortified To get him through, we don't have a clue Just what can we do? Marty Ya may be glum, ya may be down, like i always am But you'll be fine with a bottle o' wine and word with martys mam Feeling blue not long ago, i gave marty a call And once i spoke with martys mam, i didn't feel blue at all Never a moan and never a groan, never melancholy Forever and ever in martys memory On the night martys mam died…..