I've No Mother, Now I'm Weeping.
I've no mother, now I'm weeping;
She has left me here alone;
She beneath the sod is sleeping,
Now there is no joy at home.
Tears of sorrow long have started-
Her bright smile no more I'll see,
And the loved ones, too, have parted;
Where, oh, where is joy for me?
Weeping, lonely, she has left me here;
Weeping, lonely, for my mother dear.
Oh, how well do I remember"Take this little flower, " said she,
"And when with the dead I'm numbered.
Place it at my grave for me."
Dearest mother, I am sighing-
On thy tomb I drop a tear,
For the little plant is dying,
Now I feel so lonely here.--Chorus.
I've no mother, still I'm weeping.
Tears my furrowed cheek now rave,
Whilst a lonely watch I'm keeping
O'er her sad and silent grave.
Soon, I hope, will be our meeting.
Then the gladness none can tell;
Who for me will then be weeping
When I bid this world farewell?-Chorus.