A Mother Never Can Forget Her Boy.
Copyright 1893, by Geo. M. Klenk & Co.
Words and Music by Chas. Miller.
In prison sits a convict for a crime he hadn t done,
Deserted by his friends and every one;
"Why don t they come to see me?" is his cry from morn till night,
"O God, take me to realms that are more bright."
Discouraged, broken-hearted, he then gives up in despair,
Till sounds a loving voice upon the air;
'Tis his dear old loving mother, and his heart beats high with Joy
For the mother that has come to see her boy.
Though his sweetheart will forget him, and all his friends forsake him,
His father, sisters, brothers, may all his hopes destroy.
But there's no love like a mother's, it is stronger than all others,
A mother never can forget her boy.
in trials or in trouble there's no friend like mother dear.
She ne'er forgets her loved ones far or near;
Her heart is never changing, it is always steadfast, strong,
And clings to those who hold It, right or wrong:
Just when the day is darkest and the clouds obscure the light.
Temptations gather 'round as thick as night,
She will smile and love on ever, though her heart with sorrow's torn.
For she knows her love will always bring the dawn.- Cho.