There?s an old and faded picture on the wall
That has been a hanging there for many years
It?s a picture my mother
For I know there is no other
That can take the place of mother on the wall
On the wall (on the wall) on the wall (on the wall)
How I love that dear old picture on the wall
Time is swiftly passing by
And I bow my head and cry
For I know I?ll meet my mother after all
Now the children all have scattered all have gone
And I have a little family of my own
And I know I love them well
More than any tongue can tell
But I?ll hold that dear old picture on the wall
On the wall (on the wall) on the wall (on the wall)
How I love that dear old picture on the wall
Time is swiftly passing by
And I bow my head and cry
For I know I?ll meet my mother after all
Since I lost that dear old mother years ago
There is none to which with troubles I can go
As my guitar makes its chords
I am praying to the Lord
Let me hold that dear old picture on the wall
On the wall (on the wall) on the wall (on the wall)
How I love that dear old picture on the wall
Time is swiftly passing by
And I bow my head and cry
For I know I?ll meet my mother after all