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There are friends who will want you, but just for a day,
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There are pals you think true, but they’ll cast you away.
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But there’s one loving soul boy, I'd sure recommend,
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Through this whole world of sor-row, she'll be true to the end.
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Moth-er, though her hands are all wrin-kled and old,
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Moth-er, silver hair that has lost all the gold.
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You left her alone, went to roam through the years,
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But all that you left her, were heartaches and tears.
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So kiss her old brow, whisper softly and true,
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Moth-er, you're just an angel, and I, love, you.
(Original Spoken) or Sing.
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On the door of a cottage, a wreath sad-ly hung,
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And a hearse stood there waiting, as the choir softly sung.
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There were flowers in their beauty, and the old parson he prayed,
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This was the last tribute, as they left for her grave.
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She won't meet you tonight son, when you crave her caress,
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She has raised you to manhood and, now you've laid her to rest.
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Those flowers in their beauty, ahhh, to her they're unknown.
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Cause tonight she's with the angels, up around Gods' great throne.
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So don't wait that late son, to try and re-pay,
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Give those flowers and give those treasures, and give them today.
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Let her know that you love her and, show her that you care.
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Cause she's your mother, God love her, she's as true as a prayer.
(Sing)
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So kiss her old brow, whisper softly and true;
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Moth-er, you're just an angel, and I, love, you.