Under The Cue

Under The Cue


Under the Cue is a blog about family, genealogy, emotions, or anything else that suits my fancy.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Mammy How I Love Ya!

Mammy is the name I hold dear because as a child I knew she loved us more than our own mother. This is a tribute to her. She was my first impression of a Black Lady. She represented love to me. There will always be a warm spot in my heart for her.

Hattie McDaniel

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As an adult I learned that I had a Mammy of my own. She was my great-grandmother. She was actually called Mammy. All my life I wanted a Mammy to hold me and love me . I never got to meet her and never even knew her name until about three years ago at a family reunion. My aunt kept calling someone Mammy and when I asked who it was she told me it was my great-grandmother. I nearly cried. All this time I had my own Mammy and didn't even know it. Praise God.


Rufus Wainwright Swanee Lyrics:
Swanee, how I love you, how I love you
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world to be among the folks in
D-I-X-I-E-ven now my mammy's waiting for me
Praying for me, down by the Swanee
The folks up north will see me no more
When I get to that Swanee shore

Swanee, Swanee,
I'm coming back to Swanee
Mammy, mammy,
I love the old folks at home

I love you Swanee
How I love you, how I love you
My dear old Swanee
I'd give the world if I could only be
Sitting on my mammy's knee
I love the old folks, I love the young folks
I love my honey lamb, I love 'em all in Alabammy
Mammy, mammy, my dear old mammy
The folks up north will see me no more
When I get to that Swanee shore
Lyrics: Swanee, Rufus Wainwright [end]