Lyrics © 1988 Kathy Mar

Melody © 1988 Leslie Fish



Reference: 'Beowulf' 

Dumb as dirt and twice as mean, such a son makes Mother crazy

Foul as sewers I have seen, ugly, loutish, large and lazy

That's the child I've had to raise, what's a mom to do?

Drag him in an ocean cave and stay to watch him, too



Chorus: Son of mine you've been a disappointment since your birth

         Now I've had to bury you in this cold Northern earth

         I know you would be sorry if you weren't so very dead

         But you never listened to a word I said



Everybody has to rest, even I got sleepy

Sonny left our little nest on errands cruel and creepy

Came back with a haunch of man gnawed down to the bone

Left each night from that day on as I slept like a stone



         Chorus



Vikings gathered in their hall, heroes all in war delighting

When my Grendel came to call, he was met with mighty fighting

One among them took his arm, ripped it off for good

Chased him to our ocean home and killed him where he stood



         Instrumental



When I found my wine was spiked, it was far too late to aid him

Though there wasn't much I liked I was often glad I made him

So I must avenge him now, what's a mom to do?

If he was yours anyhow, I'll bet that you would too



         Chorus