American Old Time Song Lyrics: 32 Be My Mother Till I Die
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 32
BE MY MOTHER TILL I DIE.
Words by Elmer Ruan Coates, Music arranged by Septimus Winner.
Ladies, some one he my mother, then 'twill seem that I am home;
I'll imagine I'm a brother, bonus each familiar tone;
But I want a mother near me, with that heaven in her eye,
Ladies, some one be my mother, be my mother till I die.
Chorus.
Now I feel my wound is mortal,
Soon I'll breathe my parting sigh.
Ladies, some one be my mother,
Be my mother till I die.
Long before I was a soldier, long before I fought and bled.
In our cottage all the dear ones thus would gather round my bed.
Do not treat me as a stranger, let me feel a brother's tie;
One of you I want as mother, be my mother till I die.
Chorus.
Soon no wicked war will harm me;
Angels bringing peace ere nigh;
Ladies, some one be my mother,
be my mother till I die.