| Keep that candle burning bright,
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| Mother,
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| I’ll be kind of late tonight, mother,
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| There’s a yellow moon above, mother,
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| Shining on the one I love, mother.
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| Burn that candle, night and day,
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| Burn that candle, light our way,
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| Keep that doorway open wide,
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| Until we come slowly strolling,
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| Side by side.
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| While that candle’s burning high,
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| Mother,
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| I’ll be with my sugar pie, mother,
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| We’ll be coming home, you know,
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| Mother,
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| Looking for that candle glow, mother.
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| After we have had the wedding, mother,
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| To that candle we’ll be heading,
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| Mother,
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| So before we’ll wine and dine, mother,
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| Start that candle light a' shining,
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| Mother.
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| Burn that candle, night and day,
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| Burn that candle, light our way,
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| Keep that doorway open wide,
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| Until we come slowly strolling,
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| Side by side.
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| 'Til I’m strolling through that doorway,
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| With my bride. |