Tilly And The Postmaster

We laid him down into the ground surrounded by close family I wasn't there, but in a chair, watching it on a screen I know he'd laugh at the thought of that after the close life we shared 14 kids, 13 lived and Gerard who you're with now somewhere Tilly and The Postmaster A mother to old, a mother to young, a mother's work is never done A mother you will find will nurture and mind, my mother I never knew mine A Tipperary Star, he stole my heart, a rebel and a king of sport Well-read and distinct, fond of a drink, he gave it up when I needed him most Tilly and The Postmaster An open door will see you soar through loving and through life Treat all the same, we're all but a name – that there is my only advice I lived my life through my kids and through them I'll never die Strong enough now for long enough, is that something in your eye Tilly and The Postmaster Tilly and The Postmaster Tilly and The Postmaster Tilly and The Postmaster