MOTHER MACHREE
Music by CHAUNCY OLCOTT & ERNEST R. BALL
Lyric by RIDA JOHNSON YOUNG
Published 1910 by M. Witmark & Sons

[Verse 1.]
There's a spot in me heart which no colleen may own,
There's a depth in me soul never sounded or known,
There's a place in my mem'ry my life that you fill,
No other can take it no one ever will.

[Chorus]
Sure,I love the dear silver that shines in your hair,
And the brow that's all furrowed And wrinkled with care.
I know the dear fingers, so toil worn for me,
Oh, God bless you and keep you, Mother Machree!

[Verse 2.]
Ev'ry sorrow or care in the dear days gone by,
Was made bright by the light of the smile in your eye,
Like a candle that's set in a window at night,
Your fond love has cheered me and guided me right.