My Mother

<br>(You`re just an angel and I love you)<br>There are friends who`ll want you but just for a day<br>There are pals you think true but they`ll cast you away<br>But there`s one loving soul boys I`ll sure recommend<br>Through this old world of sorrow she`ll be true till the end<br>Mother though her hands are all wrinkled and old<br>Mother silver hair that has lost all the gold<br>(You left her alone went to roam through the years<br>But all that you left her were heartaches and tears)<br>So kiss her old brow whisper softly and true<br>Mother you`re just an angel and I love you<br><br>On the door of a cottage a wreath sadly hung<br>And a hearse stood there awaiting as the choir softly sung<br>There were flowers in their beauy and the old Parson he prayed<br>This was the last tribute as we left for her grave<br>She won`t meet you tonight son when you crave her caress<br>She has reared you to manhood and now you`ve laid her to rest<br>Those flowers in their beauty ah to her they`re unknown<br>Cause tonight she`s with the angels up around God`s great throne<br>So don`t wait that late son to try and repay<br>Give those flowers and give those treasures but give them today<br>Let her know that you love her and kinda show that you care<br>Cause she`s your mother God love her she`s as true as a prayer<br>So kiss her old brow whisper softly and true<br>Mother you`re just an angel and I love you