Kate McGarrigle, Sloan Wainwright, Martha Wainwright -
Sing Me the Songs Celebrating the works of Kate McGarrigle
Proserpina
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama now
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mother
Come home to mama
Now
I shall punish the earth
I shall turn down the heat
I shall take away
Every morsel to eat
I shall turn every field into stone
Where I'll walk crying alone
Crying for
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama now
Proserpina Proserpina
Go home to your mother
Go home to Hera
Proserpina Proserpina
Go home to your mother
Go home to Hera now
She has punished the earth
She has turned down the heat
She has taken away
Every morsel to eat
She has turned every field into stone
Where she walks crying alone
Crying for
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama now
She has turned every field into stone
Where she walks crying alone
Crying for
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama now.
Come home to mama
Come home to mama
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama now
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mother
Come home to mama
Now
I shall punish the earth
I shall turn down the heat
I shall take away
Every morsel to eat
I shall turn every field into stone
Where I'll walk crying alone
Crying for
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama now
Proserpina Proserpina
Go home to your mother
Go home to Hera
Proserpina Proserpina
Go home to your mother
Go home to Hera now
She has punished the earth
She has turned down the heat
She has taken away
Every morsel to eat
She has turned every field into stone
Where she walks crying alone
Crying for
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama now
She has turned every field into stone
Where she walks crying alone
Crying for
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama
Proserpina Proserpina
Come home to mama
Come home to mama now.
Credits
Writer(s): Kate Mcgarrigle
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