American Old Time Song Lyrics: 09 Old Fashioned Photograph Of Mother
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 9
Old-Fashioned Photograph of Mother.
Copyright, 1881, by Will H. Kennedy.
There's an old dusty attic in the house where I was born,
Where I once chanc'd to rummage o'er the trinkets old and worn;
'Mong the dust covered rubbish that spoke of other days,
An old-fashioned photograph there fell on my gaze.
How I laughed when I saw it, so quaint it did seem,
The old-fashioned clothes they look'd so queer;
But my smiles turned to sadness when in outlines I did trace,
An old-fashioned photograph of mother so dear.
How well I remember that dear loving face,
The sweet tender voice again I hear.
And I see, with affection, in that old and dusty frame.
An old fashioned photograph of mother so dear.
How my mind wanders back to that sunny long ago.
When I knelt by her side, and in whispers soft and low.
How she taught me to pray, and I lisp'd a tiny prayer.
That God would protect us all from sorrow and care;
And oft thro' night's stillness I'd wake from a dream,
To see a fond mother watching near;
And the same soft expression from her loving eyes did beam,
That shines In the photograph of mother so dear.-Chorus.