Young bones groan
And the rocks below say :
Throw your skinny body down, son !

But Im going to meet the one I love
So please dont stand in my way
Because Im going to meet the one I love
No, mamma, let me go !

Young bones groan
And the rocks below say :
Throw your white body down !

But Im going to meet the one I love
At last ! at last ! at last !
Im going to meet the one I love
La-de-da, la-de-da
No, mamma, let me go !
No ...

I thought that if you had
An acoustic guitar
Then it meant that you were
A protest singer
Oh, I can smile about it now
But at the time it was terrible
No, mamma, let me go
No ...

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