There's None Can Forgive Like Mother.
Copyright, 1891, by Frank Tousey.
Words and Music by Joseph P. Skelly.
The tears of a mother were falling,
A letter had come to her door;
She read it with fondest affection,
Forgiveness each word did implore;
It told of the child that had fallen
In pathways of sorrow and sin,
Who sighed for her love every other's above,
And begged for a shelter within.
Ah! who can forgive like a mother?
Her heart ne'er on earth will forsake;
Whate'er we may do, one love is still trueThere's none can forgive like a mother.
She thought of the child of her bosom,
The warning she lovingly gave
Her heart was nigh broken with sorrow,
And yet 'twas her impulse to save;
The father had spurned from his dwelling
The one who had tarnished his name,
Yet that fond mother's heart with love ne'er could part,
And whispered no hard words of blame.- Chorus.
How many are lured to temptation,
Forgetting a fond parent's love,
That ever is ready and willing
To shield like the angels above;
In many alone, dreary cottage
A mother now waits in her pain
To welcome the child who is wayward and wild
With wide-open arms once again.- Chorus.