GENTLE MOTHER

GENTLE MOTHER

By the side of a clear crystal fountain
There stands a lonely church yard closely by
There's a tombstone decorated with primroses
In the memory of a loved one passed away

Shall I ne'er see a more gentle mother
In the fields where the wild flowers grow
I am sorry for the loss I can't recover
Neath yon willow lies my gentle mother’s love

Some children take a liking to their parents
While some others fill their mothers hearts with pain
But some day they will be sorry for their blindness
When the crying will not bring her back again

Shall I ne'er see a more gentle mother
In the fields where the wild flowers grow
I am sorry for the loss I can't recover
Neath yon willow lies my gentle mothers love
Neath yon willow lies my gentle mothers love.

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