Hank Snow - My Mother Lyrics
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My Mother
My Mother Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For My Mother By Hank Snow?
(You're just an angel and I love you)
There are friends who'll want you but just for a day There are pals you think true but they'll cast you away But there's one loving soul boys I'll sure recommend Through this old world of sorrow she'll be true till the end Mother though her hands are all wrinkled and old Mother silver hair that has lost all the gold (You left her alone went to roam through the years But all that you left her were heartaches and tears) So kiss her old brow whisper softly and true Mother you're just an angel and I love you On the door of a cottage a wreath sadly hung And a hearse stood there awaiting as the choir softly sung There were flowers in their beauy and the old Parson he prayed This was the last tribute as we left for her grave She won't meet you tonight son when you crave her caress She has reared you to manhood and now you've laid her to rest Those flowers in their beauty ah to her they're unknown Cause tonight she's with the angels up around God's great throne So don't wait that late son to try and repay Give those flowers and give those treasures but give them today Let her know that you love her and kinda show that you care Cause she's your mother God love her she's as true as a prayer So kiss her old brow whisper softly and true Mother you're just an angel and I love you |
Who Wrote My Mother By Hank Snow?
Hank Snow
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What's The Duration Of The My Mother By Hank Snow?The duration of My Mother is 3:01 minutes and seconds. |
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