A STITCH IN TIME SAVES NINE.
Copyright. 1889, by Willis Woodward & Co.
Words and Music by Paul Dresser.
How well do I remember
When but a little child,
I sat upon my mother's knee
How sweetly then she smiled.
In years as I grew older,
With heart so light and free,
I knelt in silence by her side,
When thus she spoke to me:
Do unto others as you'd have them do unto you
Always be upright, honest, tried and true;
Look upon the sunny side of life, but never pine,
And remember that a stitch in time saves nine.
It seems to me but yesterday
I left the dear old place;
A mother's grief and sadness
I yet see on that old face.
I gave to her the farewell kiss,
How bitterly she cried;
Good-bye, I said, when at the gate,
To which she thus replied:-Chorus.
Long years of grief and sadness,
Combined with tears and sighs,
Have passed, and now that dear old soul
In yonder church-yard lies.
Sweet flowers hide the silent form
Whose thoughts were but of me;
And on the tombstone o'er her grave
These maxims you can see:-Chorus.