YOUR MOTHER'S THE BEST FRIEND YOU'VE GOT.
How well I remember dear mother, my boys,
The best friend that ever I had;
How she would encourage all my childish joys,
How happy to see her boy glad.
But a dark day did dawn, and poor mother died,
TVas the first time I ever felt sad;
Through these long years I've remembered with tears,
She was the best friend that ever I had.
So cling to your mother, my boys,
No matter what e'er be your lot,
You'll find out it's true, now, what I tell you,
Your mother's the best friend you've got.
If you'll take the advice your dear mother gives,
My boys, you will never go wrong;
Respect her gray hairs as long as she lives,
Remember, you'll soon be alone.
When she's laid away, remember this,
Let her dear face ne'er be forgot;
And think as you on her death brow print a kiss,
She's the best friend, my boys, you have got.-Chorus.