Songs I Heard My Mother Sing Songtext
von Doyle Lawson & Quicksilver

Often in my mind I wander
Back to childhood days gone by
And I heard my mother singing
Songs of praise to God on high
What a friend we have in Jesus
Rock of ages cleft for me
When the roll is called up yonder
Then she sang a byte with me


Take me back {take me back}
Once again {once again}
To that old {home place}
Home place {old home place}
Let me hear {let me hear}
Mother′s voice {mother's voice}
See her smiling {smiling face}
Face {smiling face}
As she sang {as she sang}
With the choir {with the choir}
All those old {all those old }
Sweet songs {sweet old songs}
Angels, tell my darling mother that I′ll soon be coming home.

Let the lower lights be burning
For the son hath made me free
Shall we gather at the river
Jesus savior, pilot me
That will be a glad reunion
Will my mother know me there
I will meet you in the morning
Then she sang sweet hour of prayer.


Take me back {take me back}
Once again {once again}
To that old {home place}
Home place {old home place}
Let me hear {let me hear}
Mother's voice {mother's voice}
See her smiling {smiling face}
Face {smiling face}
As she sang {as she sang}
With the choir {with the choir}
All those old {all those old }
Sweet songs {sweet old songs}
Angels, tell my darling mother that I′ll soon be coming home.

She is singing now in Heaven
With that happy angel band
Where there′s not a care or worry
Over there in Glory land
And I know her voice is ringing
As she sings those old sweet songs
And I'll soon go home to join her
Singing there around God′s throne.

Take me back {take me back}
Once again {once again}
To that old {home place}
Home place {old home place}
Let me hear {let me hear}
Mothers voice {mothers voice}
See her smiling {smiling face}
Face {smiling face}
As she sang {as she sang}
With the choir {with the choir}
All those old {all those old }
Sweet songs {sweet old songs}
Angels, tell my darling mother that I'll soon be coming home.