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Oft' my thoughts drift back to childhood |
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To the time when I was free |
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As I played before the fireside |
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'Round my darling Mother's knee |
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There's a blessed home up yonder |
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Where my loved ones wait for me |
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I saw Mother in a vision |
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Kneeling there to pray for me |
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Then one day our Mother left us |
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Daddy said she'd gone to rest |
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I remember how she loved me |
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As she clutched me to her breast |
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Some sweet day I'll meet you Mother |
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Your little boy is commin' home |
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To see you as in days of childhood |
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The one you loved and left alone |
