Mama Who Bore Me Lyrics by Lea Michele

Wendla:
Mama who bore me,
Mama who gave me
No way to handle things
Who made me so sad.

Mama, the weeping.
Mama, the angels.
No sleep in Heaven
Or Bethlehem.

Some pray that, one day,
Christ will come a-callin'
They light a candle,
And hope that it glows.
And some just lie there,
Crying for him to come
And find them.
But when he comes,
They don't know how to go.

Mama who bore me,
Mama who gave me
No way to handle things
Who made me so bad.

Mama, the weeping.
Mama, the angels.
No sleep in Heaven
Or Bethlehem.