Here's to the Health of Mother.
Copy right, 1896, by Dave Marlon & Co.
Words by Fred C. Vorhauer. Words by Aug. H. Meyer,
A crowd of boys out on a spree were having a high old time,
Singing songs of those they loved, toasting their health with wine;
At last the youngest in the crowd said, "Boys, let's give a cheer,
And wish long life and happiness to the one who is my dear."
Here's to the health of mother, she's old and her hair is gray,
But that I love her best of all I'm not ashamed to say:
You may sing of girls with beauty, and others with countless wealth,
But she's the truest of them all, so here's to my mother's health.
A smile at first, and then a cheer, were greetings he received.
He said to them: "Now listen, boys, don't ever he deceived
When fickle girls with fickle hearts give back to you the ring:
You'll turn to her who's always true, And once more they heard him sing:-Ref
There's many a boy And many a man with ambitions that are great,
Who oft forget their dearest love until it is too late.
At last they hear that she is sick, heart-broken with poor health,
And if this toast were but a cure, they'd give up all their wealth.-Refrain.