Cifras
Theres Always A Mother Waiting At Home

Tono: C

Introducción:

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So you're going to leave the old home Jim
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Today you're going away
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So you're going among the city folk to dwell
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So spoke a kind old mother to her boy one summer's day
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If you're mind's made up that way I wish you well
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The old home will be lonesome
We'll miss you when you go
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The birds won't sing so sweet when you're not nigh
          C                                                                                                         F              C  
But if you get in trouble Jim just write and let us know
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She spoke these words and then she said goodbye
        F                                 C  
If sickness over takes you
And old companions shake you
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As through this world you wander all alone
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When friends you haven't any
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In your pocket not a penny
                          C                                 G7                                 C  
There's a mother always waiting you at home
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Ten years later to this village came a stranger no one knew
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His steps were haunt and ragged clothes he wore
The little children laughed at him
                                F                 C  
As down the lane he trod
                     G7                                                                    C  
At last he stopped before a cottage door
        F                                            C  
He gently knocked no sound he heard
He thought can she be dead
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But then he heard a voice well known to him
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Twas his mother's voice but her hair had silvered
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By the touch of time
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And she said thank God they've sent me home my Jim
        F                                 C  
If sickness over takes you
And old companions shake you
                                                                                                     G7  
As through this world you wander all alone
             C  
When friends you haven't any
                     F  
In your pocket not a penny
                          C                                 G7                                 C  
There's a mother always waiting you at home