There's a Mother Waits for Thee.
Copyright, 1887. by J. Gagel.
Words and Music by J. O. Lewis.
There's a cottage by the sea, where from early morn till night
A mother sits and watches for her boy;
Yean ago he sailed away at the dawning of the day,
An aged mother's only hope and joy.
He said that he'd be here in the Springtime of the year,
When the birds began to sing their welcome lay;
Though the years have sadly flown, still the mother sits alone
And watches for her boy who's far away.
There's a mother waits for thee by the deep and briny sea,
Oh, come and bring her tidings of great joy;
She has waited thro long years, with sorrows and with fears.
For the coming of her bonny sailor boy.
At the closing of the day she was often heard to say,
"Oh, will my laddie ne'er come back to me?"
A tear stood in her eye and she murmured with a sigh,
As she looked far out upon the stormy sea.
The years have flown away, now her hair is turning gray,
And her brow is wrinkled with a mother's care;
Still she watched for the ship, and this prayer comes from her lip,
"Oh, God, to me my darling boy repair. " -Chorus.
She was lying ill one day, and the neighbors heard her say,
"A sail appears far out on the sea;"
Oh, her face it looked so bright as she said with calm delight,
"I knew that he was coming back to me."
Then she sank back with a sigh, and her eyes turned to the sky,
Oh, her poor soul it had gone out with the day;
They have laid her 'neath the sod, where her boy had often trod
In the days before he wandered far away.-Chorus.