American Old Time Song Lyrics: 55 A Picture Of My Mother

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 55

A PICTURE OF MY MOTHER.
Copyright, 1896, by J. C Groene & Co.
Words and Music by Dave Marion.

There's a picture of my mother banging on the parlor wall,
And what thoughts come o'er me when I see it,
It's the best friend that I ever had, the dearest one of all,
My eyes bedim with tears When I am near it.
When I was but a little lad she dressed me up for school,
Told me to be upright, and taught me the Golden Rule:
They say the best of friends must part, when she went I lost all,
That's the picture of my mother bunging on the parlor wall.

Chorus.
It's a picture of my mother and to me she was great joy,
How she'd kiss me and caress me when I was but a boy:
I'd not part with it for all this world, for She was my all,
That's the picture of my mother hanging on the parlor wall.

How oft I've seen my poor old dad when nobody was nigh,
He'd sit in the parlor all alone.
His thoughts they seemed to say to me: "There's none but Jack and I,",
There's a dear face now that's missing from our home,
Of times he'd call me to his side and say "Now Jack, my lad,
Always shun companions if you find their ways are bad;
If ever you are tempted let your honest mind recall,
The picture of your mother banging on the parlor wall." - Chorus.