On a dark stormy night the angels called mother
Her love that we shared for such a short while
She called us around and told us she was leaving
Then closing her eyes she went with a smile
Mother that rests in a lonesome old graveyard
On a hill a far away there's stands her white tomb
With the grass covered over it seems so neglected
When the spring seasons comes sweet flowers will bloom
I'll never forget the love mother gave us
As children we'd play around our old home
I know her reward is a mansion in heaven
While her children on earth are scattered and gone
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