Tell My Mother Not to Weep.
Copyright, 1886, by Thomas Ford.
Words by Thomas Ford. Music by J. P. Skelly.
Far away from home I wander, yet in dreams I linger there;
O'er its loving scenes I ponder, all its gentle smiles I share;
Far away my steps are roving, yet, I know, across the deep
Waits one patient heart so loving-tell my mother not to weep.
Tell my mother, tell my mother, sweetest thoughts of her I keep;
Bear to her this loving message-oh, tell my mother not to weep!
Soon I'll wander o'er the ocean to the home I left behind;
Soon I'll clasp, with fond emotion, gentle ones so true and kind.
Oh, what tender thoughts come thronging; watch for me she'll ever keep;
While she waits with tender longing, tell my mother not to weep.-Chorus.
Every hope to her is turning-bless her tresses, white and fair;
still my heart, with fondest yearning, sighs for her and dear ones there.
Ah! the world with all its gladness oft will bid affection sleep;
Go to her and cheer her sadness-tell my mother not to weep.-Chorus.