Paul Brady - Mother and Son lyrics

She dreams of pencil gowns
An orchard in the spring
A house in it's own grounds
The joys that love should bring
Three miles to school each day
A teacher to her trade rules to be obeyed

His world a melody on every street in town
No game, no boyish chant
Can match his secret sound
Each time that she draws near
He reaches for her glance
Partners in the family dance

Mother and son mother and son
Who can foretell the mystery to come?

Maybe a two-stеp on a star
Or a long road in shadow
Caught in a web by destiny spun
Nowherе to run from mother and son

Her dreams grow dimmer now
The years have claimed their toll
A child once more, she wait's
For peace of mind to fall
He leans to comfort her
And catches by surprise
The stranger in his mother's eyes

Mother and son mother and son
Who can ordain the promise to come?

Maybe a curtain-call bouquet
Or a garland of sorrow
Caught in a web by destiny spun
Tied to the beat of the ancestral drum
Nowhere to run from mother and son
Mother and son