& Music by Hank Snow I never shall forget the day I heard my dear old mother say "I'm leaving now the old home dear, remember Jack your mother's prayer
the cards away My winnings I gave to a newsboy I knew I was wrong from the start But I'll never forget that promise to my mother the Queen of my heart
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
Written by Del Lyon - Lani McIntire Recorded by Hank Snow It's only a rose from my mother's grave That I'd planted long long ago I pulled it from a stem
译文: 雪，汉克. 我的母亲.
译文: 雪，汉克. 只有一个玫瑰从我母亲的墓.
译文: 雪，汉克. 母亲我心中的女王.
译文: 雪，汉克. 我不会忘记我的母亲祈祷.
Clarke VanNess Recorded by Hank Snow Mother I'm leaving and I'm proud to go please don't be grieving I love you so Here in this pocket over my heart
A Mother wrote a letter asking how much longer must I wait Before you send my boy back home to me For my eyes are growing dim and I'm longing for my Jim
poor mother and dad Like a flash by my bedside was standing the form of my Blue Velvet Band I started next day for my darling just to go back and make her my
My father is a drunkard my mother she is dead And I am just an orphan child no place to lay my head All through this world I wander they drive me from
Written by John D. Loudermilk Recorded by Hank Snow Father time & mother love, Sit in their house some where up above And make us do what they want us
Hank Snow I traded my saddle for a rifle and left to join the troubled shore I hung my guitar in the attic and laid away my forty four I traded my saddle
my mem'ry Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind That you're waving from the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind
my boy your dear old mother's dead The last words your mother ever uttered Were tell my boy I want him to come back My eyes are blurred my poor old
it was the wind that brought them there As he gazed on my cheeks growing paler each day And his hand went trembling through my hair Keep tied mother my
places she's been I can't eat I can't sleep for over and over again My mind reads that letter and I cry for my Mary Ann My Mary had died too sad she
