There's No One Like Mother to Me.
Copyright, 1885 by J. C. Groene & Co.
Sadly I'm thinking, thinking to-night of days long gone by.
Memories of childhood so bright come back as a dream with a sigh;
I'm thinking of friends and of home in that cottage far over the sea.
Oh. no matter wherever I roam, there's no one like mother to me.
There's no one like mother to me, no matter how poor she may be.
I'll go back to that home o'er the sea, there's no one like mother to me
When I left that old home o'er the sea, kissed them good-bye at the gate.
Somebody whispered to me, a gentle voice asked me to wait;
Her blessing she gave with a kiss, and tears on her cheeks I could see.
Oh. how often that sweet face I've missed, there's no one like mother to me
There's no one like mother to me. &c.