| I’ll sing you a song of a mother
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| Of an old fashioned woman at home
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| Who has shed many tears
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| While waiting for years
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| For her wanderin' boy to return
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| She remembers her babe in a cradle
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| And the future she planend him someday
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| But the time come to part
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| And it near broke her heart
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| When he walked down life’s lonesome highway
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| Was that somebody you?
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| Who left a dear mother so true?
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| Well sit down and write a letter tonight
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| And her pathway much brighter will glow
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| She waits all alone by the window
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| Just a-watchin' the sunset so high
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| At the close of the day, as the sun sinks away
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| But the postman brings never a line
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| Boys, if you fall by the roadside
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| Along life’s lonely highway
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| Whatever you’ve done
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| You’re some mother’s son
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| And her arms are still waiting today
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| Was that somebody you?
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| Who left a dear mother so true?
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| Well sit down and write a letter tonight
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| And her pathway much brighter will glow |