Mom
by Dennis Martinez
You raised me from a boy to a grown man
Mommy, my first love has always been you
Yes mommy, I am your number one fan
Thanks to you there is nothing I can't do
You gave me good advice when I felt blue
You made sure your son was never a fool
My feelings for you will sure stick like glue
You told me that smoking was never cool
When we celebrate Mother's Day, I cry
You're the best of the best cooks
You're my heart mother, so I cannot lie
Mommy you do not even use the cook book!
Why question, why you're my first, first love
You are more beautiful than a white dove