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I saw a PBS special recently on concentration camps and how the Jewish children's toys were gathered and sent to German children. It gave me the idea for this song about an older woman who recognizes the bear she made for her grand-daughter in the arms of a young German girl.
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Lyrics
Across the park his eye caught mine
A shard of light, mother of pearl
I made it for her when she was nine
In the arms of another girl.
I said to her, “I like your bear”
“His name is Rudy” she replied
My mother’s coat became the fir
Her kitchen rags were stuffed inside.
May I hold him for a while?
Oh, the tales that he could tell
She passed him with a cautious smile
And I wondered if he missed Danielle.
Where did you get him, precious child?
My father brought him home from work
He saved him from a giant pile
At Dachau, where he’s a clerk.
That smell is mother’s perfume
See how I stitched the outer seams
My love, sewn in an empty tomb
Now she lives only in my dreams.
Our family did not have connections
They took her with her Dad that day
The trains, they left in two directions
She waved as they pulled away
He told her take good care of Jacob
That’s what his real name is, you know
He said “We’ll be together soon, my love”
That was eighteen months ago.
Imagine what this bear has seen
My tears roll slowly to the ground
You’re but a child, your hands are clean
Beside my purse she lay him down.
“Ma’am, would you please take him?”
Please keep him warm and keep him dry
Are you sorry that you made him
Or that you never said goodbye?
That smell is mother’s perfume
See how I stitched the outer seams
My love, sewn in an empty tomb
Now she lives only in my dreams.
A shard of light, mother of pearl
I made it for her when she was nine
In the arms of another girl.
I said to her, “I like your bear”
“His name is Rudy” she replied
My mother’s coat became the fir
Her kitchen rags were stuffed inside.
May I hold him for a while?
Oh, the tales that he could tell
She passed him with a cautious smile
And I wondered if he missed Danielle.
Where did you get him, precious child?
My father brought him home from work
He saved him from a giant pile
At Dachau, where he’s a clerk.
That smell is mother’s perfume
See how I stitched the outer seams
My love, sewn in an empty tomb
Now she lives only in my dreams.
Our family did not have connections
They took her with her Dad that day
The trains, they left in two directions
She waved as they pulled away
He told her take good care of Jacob
That’s what his real name is, you know
He said “We’ll be together soon, my love”
That was eighteen months ago.
Imagine what this bear has seen
My tears roll slowly to the ground
You’re but a child, your hands are clean
Beside my purse she lay him down.
“Ma’am, would you please take him?”
Please keep him warm and keep him dry
Are you sorry that you made him
Or that you never said goodbye?
That smell is mother’s perfume
See how I stitched the outer seams
My love, sewn in an empty tomb
Now she lives only in my dreams.
breezer
I enjoyed it. The harmonica is great. Thanks for sharing.