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Jack Kearns

Jack "Doc" Kearns (born John Patrick Leo McKernan; August 17, 1882 – July 7, 1963) was an American boxer and boxing manager. He was born on a farm in Waterloo, Michigan to Phillip H. McKernan and Frances M. Knauf (aka Hoff, later Quigley), daughter of German immigrant and Waterloo, Michigan, settler Peter Knauf. His father was the son of Irish immigrants Philip and Amelia "Ann" McKernan and is noted as being "among the early pioneers in the Northwestern Territories of Montana, Idaho and Washington." more »

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Please, please don't look at me that way
I know you're just a picture on the wall
But I can hear you loud and clear and the words that you called

I tried to love her best I could
Caught the tears that she cried
But I couldn't fill the shoes you left behind

So please don't look at me that way
I know you're just a picture on the wall
But I can hear you loud and clear and the words that you called

Now I was just a boy you said it's Friday night you should be out drinking,
Come here I'll drive you into town
But you slipped out of the chair into my arms and it's there that I held you
Till your eyes no longer looked at me

Take care of Mama
Hold her hand through the storm don't let her walk to hell alone

And then you slipped away
I lost the best friend I ever had
And Mama howled to the moon for being left behind

Well I grew up quick
But it was a man she needed not a son
And I carried that pain with me like a loaded gun

So please don't look at me that way
I know you're just a picture on the wall
But I can hear you loud and clear in the words that you called

Take care of Mama
Hold her hand through the storm don't let her walk to hell alone

Now Mama she never reconciled
To see her sweetheart thrown into the ground
But she got herself a job and tried to turn it all around

I finished building the house
But I had to sell it to some people from the south
They came bright and clean with a new baby born

So please don't look at me that way
I know you're just a picture on the wall
But I can hear you loud and clear and the words that you called

Take care of Mama
Hold her hand through the storm don't let her walk to hell alone

From there I kept on walking by
I just couldn't stand the hole you left behind
And the fact that Mama always cried

But many times I watched her die
Held her hand as she cried
Till she would come back around

And she'd rise oooooo
Only to die there once more in my arms
And she'd rise oooooo
Only to die there once more in my arms

So please don't look at me that way
I know you're just a picture on the wall
But I can hear you loud and clear and the words that you called

Take care of Mother
Hold her hand through the storm don't let her walk to hell alone
Take care of Mother
Hold her hand through the storm don't let her walk to hell alone

Now please don't look at me that way
I know you're just a picture on the wall
But I can hear you loud and clear
And the words that you called

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