There's a spot in me heart which no colleen may own
There's a depth in me soul never sounded or known
There's a place in my memory, my life that you fill
No other can take it, no one ever will
Oh, I love the dear silver that shines in your hair
And the brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with care
I will kiss the dear fingers so toil-worn for me
Oh, God bless you and keep you, Mother Machree
Verse: 2
Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by
Was made bright by the light of the smile in your eye
Like a candle that's set in a window at night
Your fond love has cheered me and guided me right
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