Old Scotch Mother Mine
words by Ray McKay and Joseph Maxwell
In an old Scottish home that is dear to my mind
Lives an old Scottish mother, so gentle and kind.
Trouble and care may have wrinkled her brow,
But with thoughts sweet and tender, I think of her now.
Old Scotch mother mine, you are with me all the while,
Your kind old eyes and your dear sweet smile.
Tho' we're far apart, for the sake of Auld Lang Syne -
God bless and keep you, old Scotch mother mine.
In an old Scottish home that is dear to my mind
Lives an old Scottish mother, so gentle and kind.
Trouble and care may have wrinkled her brow,
But with thoughts sweet and tender, I think of her now.
Old Scotch mother mine, you are with me all the while,
Your kind old eyes and your dear sweet smile.
Tho' we're far apart, for the sake of Auld Lang Syne -
God bless and keep you, old Scotch mother mine.
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