I once had a dear old mother, who thought the world of me
and if i got into trouble she`d sit me on her knee
one night while i was sleeping upon my feather bed
an angel came and told me that my poor mum was dead.
The next morning i got up early to see if it was true,
my mum had gone to heaven where all the sky`s are blue
so if you have a mother please do as your told,
cause if you lose your mother you lose a heart of gold
you lose a heart of gold......