Remember Your Father and Mother.
Copyright, 1890, by M. H. Rosenfeld.
Words and Music by M. H. Rosenfeld.
She kissed him good-bye, with a fond, loving sigh,
One night as his ship sailed away,
And whispered: "He true in all that you do,
And never, my boy. go astray,
For still bear in mind that faithful And kind
Our hearts for your welfare shall be-
Wherever you roam, over land or the foam,
Think, lad. of your father and me;
For you 'tis we live, we've little to give.
Save God speed, yet take ere you stray
This pittance of gold from your father so old.
And, lad, may we ne'er have to say:
Remember your father and mother, who nursed you in days gone by.
Do not turn them from your door into the streets to die.
Remember the days of your childhood, when you sat on your fond mother's knee.
Don't be unkind, this bear in mind: You've only your father And me.
The lad sailed away at the eve of the day
To lands that were teeming with gold;
With hands that could toil, he delved in the soil,
And gathered him riches untold.
He came back at last, when long years had passed.
But knew not the dear ones of yore;
With scorn and with pride, he spurned from his side
The old folks that knocked at his door;
With sad. broken heart, he saw them depart,
And heard on the pitiless wind
The words of that day when he sailed on his way
From his kindred so loving And kind.-Chords.
He basked for a while in fortune's bright smile.
And trod with the festive and gay,
But soon all his gold, with its glitter untold,
Had melted like bright dreams away;
Of years that had fled, with anguish and dread.
He thought of the loved ones of yore;
For no gold of the earth now could purchase the worth
Of the love and affection they bore,
'Till poverty grim laid its chill hand on him,
And a lone prison cell was his fate.
Where he heard day and night, with their pitiless might,
The words he recalled-ah, too late!-Chorus.