Cifras
My Mother

Tono: A

Introducción: A    E7    A    

dificultad
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                          E7                                      A                                 D         A      E7A  
There are friends who will want you, but just for a    day,
E7                    D                      A         E7         A                            D         A         A7  
There are pals you think true, but they?ll cast you away.
                                A                         D                                 Bm                    A  
But there?s one loving soul boy, I'd sure recommend,
                                                                          A      F#m                              E7                         A  
Through this whole world of sor-row, she'll be true to the end.
E7      F#m                              A                                 F#m    D                    E7  
Moth-er, though her hands are all wrin-kled and old,
D         Bm                      D                                 F#m                         A  
Moth-er, silver hair that has lost all the gold.
             A                                                         D  
You left her alone, went to roam through the years,
          Bm                                                                    E7         A  
But all that you left her, were heartaches and tears.
                                                                                D                         F#m  
So kiss her old brow, whisper softly and true,
E7                 Dm                                                              E7  Bm         A  
Moth-er, you're just an angel, and I, love, you.
(Original Spoken) or Sing.
                  E7                    A                         D              A      E7A  
On the door of a cottage, a wreath sad-ly hung,
E7         D                                 A                 E7                            A            D      A    A7  
And a hearse stood there waiting, as the choir softly sung.
                             A                                         D                                                 Bm                    A  
There were flowers in their beauty, and the old parson he prayed,
                                                A      F#m                         E7                            A  
This was the last tribute, as they left for her grave.
                          E7                      A                                      D      A            E7            A  
She won't meet you tonight son, when you crave her caress,
E7              D                                 A      E7                              A            D         A              A7  
She has raised you to manhood and, now you've laid her to rest.
                A                                         D                                                    Bm                    A  
Those flowers in their beauty, ahhh, to her they're unknown.
                                                                             A    F#m              E7                                         A  
Cause tonight she's with the angels, up around Gods' great throne.
                        E7                    A                              D      A      E7A  
So don't wait that late son, to try and re-pay,
E7                      D                            A                         E7    A                         D         A                 A7  
Give those flowers and give those treasures, and give them today.
                                  A                    D                                              Bm                            A  
Let her know that you love her and, show her that you care.
                                             A                            F#m                                         E7                    A  
Cause she's your mother, God love her, she's as true as a prayer.
(Sing)
        A                                                                    D  
So kiss her old brow, whisper softly and true 
E7                 Dm                                                              E7      Bm              A  
Moth-er, you're just an angel, and I,      love,      you.