American Old Time Song Lyrics: 27 Don't Leave Grandmother Now She Is Old

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 27

DON'T LEAVE GRANDMOTHER NOW SHE IS OLD.

The white apple blossoms are falling in showers.
The roses in bloom 'mid the soft tailing air,
Enjoying the calm of the sweet summer hours,
Grandmother sits in her old easy chair.
She reads in her Bible of cities so fair.
Whose walks are resplendent with jasper and geld,
And waits for the angels to carry her there
Don't leave dear grandmother now she is old.

Chorus.
Don't leave dear grandmother now she is old.
Don't leave dear grandmother now she is old;
White sliver locks have now displaced the gold­Don't leave dear grandmother now she is old.

Ah, well we remember when poor mother died.
And laid her to rest where the green willows wave,
How grandmother comforted us and our tears dried,
Tenderly led us away from the grave.
How patient and gentle and kind she has been,
Her unceasing: love for us can ne'er be told;
Oh. may her life's evening be calm and serene­Don't leave dear grandmother now she is old.-Chorus.

The old village school-house that stands on the hill.
The quaint country church-yard where tall grasses grow,
The swift running stream by "the old watermill,
Bring back fond mem'ries of long, long ago.
These may all be forgot, but grandmother's care.
Her tenderness, watchfulness, richer than gold.
Shall e'er be remembered, our home she shall share.
We will not leave dear grandmother now she is old.-Chorus.