My Mother

My Mother(Take 1) (Remaster) - Hank Snow

Written by：Hank Snow

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 but 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 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 the great throne

So don't wait that late son to try and repay

Give those flowers and give those treasures

And give them today

Let her know that you love her

And 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

But I love you