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