The Dove

Song Description

The actions of people can affect so many others This song brings up the loss created by such actions

Song Length 3:40 Genre Folk - Country, Folk - General
Tempo Medium Fast (131 - 150) Lead Vocal Female Vocal
Mood Poignant, Moving Subject Protest, Birds
Similar Artists The Cranberries, Wilson Phillips Language English
Era 1970 - 1979

Lyrics

She flies through the air, shes a symbol of peace
Shes gentle and shes playful as she soars from tree to tree
Shes timid and shes white as snow, this little baby dove,
She is the essence of love

She learned to fly just yesterday, her mama taught her well,
Its her first day of exploring, theres so much for her to tell
Shes looking for her mother as she sings a brand new song,
She senses something is wrong

And she cries where did my mama go?, as the hunter packs his bag
Where did my mama go? What a busy day hes had
She cannot find her way back, as night begins to fall
Shell never again hear her mothers call


The wind begins to howl and the night is very cold
Shes lost all sense of family, the love she used to know
She searches in the night for food, her mother used to bring
She yearns to feel the warmth of mothers wings


And she cries where did my mama go?, as the hunter packs his bag
Where did my mama go? What a busy day hes had
She cannot find her way back, as night begins to fall
Shell never again hear her mothers call


And she flies to the ocean, and she sees a baby gull
And she hears a swallow screaming, What has happened to us all?
Some wont make it through the night as they keep searching desperately
And the hunter goes back to his family

And she cries where did my mama go?, as the hunter packs his bag
Where did my mama go? What a busy day hes had
She cannot find her way back, as night begins to fall
Shell never again hear her mothers call

And she cries where did my mama go?, as the hunter packs his bag
Where did my mama go? What a busy day hes had
She cannot find her way back, as night begins to fall
Shell never again hear her mothers call
Shell never again hear her mothers call, and she cries where did my moma go?

Lyrics Kathy Leonardo Music Kathy Leonardo
Producer Kathy Leonardo/Dana Thomas Publisher Kathy Leonardo
Performance Kathy Leonardo Label None
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