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Poor Little Orphaned Boy

Key: G

Introduction:

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                     G                                                                                    D                                            G  
          My mother died when I was young, my sisters they were sad,
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          they lay their hands upon my head and taught me how to pray.
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So now my mother she's gone to rest in the land of purest joy,
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and I wonder if she thinks of me, her poor little orphan boy.
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          When I was only two years old, I never shall forget,
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          a parting kiss she gave to me, I sometimes feel it yet.
          G                                                 C                                              G                                    D  
So now my mother she's gone to rest in the land of purest joy,
                  G                                                                                 D                                              G  
and I wonder if she thinks of me, her poor little orphan boy.
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          When I was sick and every hour she watched me as I lay,
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          and with her kind and gentle hand she smoothed me tenderly.
          G                                                 C                                              G                                    D  
So now my mother she's gone to rest in the land of purest joy,
                  G                                                                                 D                                              G  
and I wonder if she thinks of me, her poor little orphan boy.
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          So now I press this world alone, her love with me shall stay,
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          and from the throne above the skies her smiles shall rest on me.
          G                                                 C                                              G                                    D  
So now my mother she's gone to rest in the land of purest joy,
                  G                                                                                 D                                              G  
and I wonder if she thinks of me, her poor little orphan boy.
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