Well I never go visit my mother
Like my father and my brother do
I can't stand the constant traffic
On Belmont Avenue
And the pious old men in their coats and beards
Who appear as if on cue
For a small donation
They'll say the mourner's prayer for you
Some might say I've got a heart of stone
But I think if that were true
I'd get along better
With the dead than I do
Well I never go visit my mother
Like my father and my brother do
I can't stand the constant traffic
On Belmont Avenue
Hugh Blumenfeld - This Mountain Lyrics
Hugh Blumenfeld - This Mountain Lyrics
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Well I never go visit my mother
Like my father and my brother do
I can't stand the constant traffic
On Belmont Avenue
And the pious old men in their coats and beards
Who appear as if on cue
For a small donation
They'll say the mourner's prayer for you
Some might say I've got a heart of stone
But I think if that were true
I'd get along better
With the dead than I do
Well I never go visit my mother
Like my father and my brother do
I can't stand the constant traffic
On Belmont Avenue
Like my father and my brother do
I can't stand the constant traffic
On Belmont Avenue
And the pious old men in their coats and beards
Who appear as if on cue
For a small donation
They'll say the mourner's prayer for you
Some might say I've got a heart of stone
But I think if that were true
I'd get along better
With the dead than I do
Well I never go visit my mother
Like my father and my brother do
I can't stand the constant traffic
On Belmont Avenue