Текст песни Dust on Mother's Bible - Buck Owens

Ladies and gentlemen
We would like to take a moment of the time
Tonight here in London
To do for you a hymn
And this for the most part is a true story

It's a story about an old bible
About my grandmother's old bible
When I was a very young lad
She used to rock me in an old rocking chair
And she'd hum old melodies to me
She didn't know any words to 'em

I promised her, mama
Some of these days when I grow up
I'm gonna write some words to your old melody
And then you and I are gonna have a song
Well, tonight mama has gone unto the great beyond

A while back we got the song finished
We'll dedicate it to all the mothers
And the grandmothers that's here tonight
It's entitled simply, "There's Dust on Mother's Bible"
And it goes like this

There's dust on mother's bible
Its pages worn with age
And though it's old and wrinkled
Mama's there on every page

The night the angels called her
Mama called me to her side
And she handed me her bible
Said, "Son, let this be your guide"

Now I picked up mama's old bible
And to my heart, I pressed it tight
Oh, and I thought I could hear her whisper ever so gently
"Son, I'll meet you on the other side"

I kissed my mama's old bible
And I wiped away the dust
Oh, you'll never know until she's gone
How you'll miss your mother's love