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We've Never Missed a Sabbath Yet

Sharon Azrieli; Donna McKechnie; Nancy Opel; Alysha Umphress; Mimi Besette; Lauren Molina
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Mama, Mama, we finished what you told us Mama, Mama, can we go out and play? No I rubbed and I scrubbed and the table's nice and clean And I scrubbed all the chairs up and down and in between Mama, Mama, can we go out... Mama, can we go out... Mama, can we go and play? There's still too much to do today (Spoken) Did you change the towels? Uh huh Then put on the Sabbath tablecloth, set the table and don't go away Mama, Mama, you mustn't be so nervous Mama, Mama, for heaven's sake relax Relax Who can relax while there's so much to be done Keeping one eye on the soup and the other on the sun? Mama, Mama, don't be nervous Mama, we'll be ready long before the sun has set We've never missed a Sabbath yet Somehow the house will be cleaned Floors will be swept Soup will be cooked Fish will be sliced Somehow there's noodles to make and chicken to be Plucked and liver to be chopped and challah to be baked Race with the sun so at the proper time The candles can be lit and blessed The noodles will be made The chicken will be plucked The liver will be chopped The challah will be baked The woodwork will be washed The children will be dressed So at the proper time The candles can be lit and blessed There's woodwork to wash, potatoes to be peeled And dishes to be done and children to be dressed Race with the sun so at the proper time The candles can be lit and blessed Somehow Somehow Somehow Hodel, Hodel, you finished with the noodles? Almost, Mama, another minute more Sabbath will be over and she'll still be making the noodles For five days a week you can sit and read a book But on Friday I need not a rabbi but a cook Hodel, put away the book! Mama, let me mark my place There's a million things I really need God gives me daughters who can read Mama, Mama, I'm finished with the challah Thank you, sweetheart, now put it in the stove The soup and the noodles and the challah's in control And the fish, where's the fish? Mama, look inside your bowl Better rest a little Mama, rest a little If we don't get finished, woe is me What kind of welcome would that be? For Sabbath queen, Sabbath Sabbath green and rye All work and all worry Must be set aside When Sabbath enters our home Queen Sabbath brings us the peace Peace that we seek All through the week Mama, Mama, I'm finished with the noodles Mama, Mama, now tell me what to do Now give me more of the soup Mama, Mama, now tell me what to do Now give me more of the challah Mama, Mama, now tell me what to do Now give me more of the table Mama, Mama, can we go out and play? No We work and we worry Every week becomes a test Will we do our work in time to enjoy our day of rest? Every week the same commotion Every week the trouble Every week we all forget We've never missed a Sabbath yet