paroles de chanson Memories of Mother - The Stanley Brothers , The Clinch Mountain Boys
                                                On 
                                                    a 
                                                dark 
                                                stormy 
                                                night 
                                                the 
                                                angels 
                                                called 
                                                mother
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                love 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                had 
                                                shared 
                                                for 
                                                such 
                                                    a 
                                                short 
                                                while
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                called 
                                                us 
                                                around 
                                                and 
                                                said 
                                                she 
                                                was 
                                                leaving
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                closing 
                                                her 
                                                eyes, 
                                                she 
                                                went 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                smile
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mother's 
                                                at 
                                                rest 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                lonesome 
                                                old 
                                                graveyard
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                    a 
                                                hill 
                                                far 
                                                away 
                                                there 
                                                stands 
                                                her 
                                                white 
                                                tomb
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                the 
                                                grass 
                                                covered 
                                                o'er, 
                                                seems 
                                                so 
                                                neglected
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                spring 
                                                seasons 
                                                come, 
                                                sweet 
                                                flowers 
                                                will 
                                                bloom
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'll 
                                                never 
                                                forget 
                                                the 
                                                love 
                                                mother 
                                                gave 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                children 
                                                we 
                                                played 
                                                around 
                                                our 
                                                old 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                her 
                                                reward 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                mansion 
                                                in 
                                                heaven
 
                                    
                                
                                                While 
                                                her 
                                                children 
                                                on 
                                                earth 
                                                all 
                                                scattered 
                                                and 
                                                gone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mother's 
                                                at 
                                                rest 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                lonesome 
                                                old 
                                                graveyard
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                    a 
                                                hill 
                                                far 
                                                away 
                                                there 
                                                stands 
                                                her 
                                                white 
                                                tomb
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                the 
                                                grass 
                                                covered 
                                                o'er, 
                                                seems 
                                                so 
                                                neglected
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                the 
                                                spring 
                                                seasons 
                                                come, 
                                                sweet 
                                                flowers 
                                                will 
                                                bloom
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Say Won't You Be Mine
2 This Weary Heart You Stole Away (Wake Up, Sweetheart)
3 Our Last Goodbye
4 I Long to See the Old Folks
5 A Voice from On High
6 Memories of Mother
7 Could You Love Me (One More Time)
8 Blue Moon of Kentucky
9 Calling from Heaven
10 Baby Girl
11 I Worship You
12 Just a Little Talk With Jesus
13 Let Me Walk, Lord, By Your Side
14 Loving You Too Well
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