My Mother chords by Hank Snow

My Mother – Hank Snow (1945)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zTfggbr9n7s


Intro:  A   E7    A

          E7               A             D    A   E7 A
There are friends who will want you, but just for a  day,
E7        D         A    E7    A           D    A    A7
There are pals you think true, but they’ll cast you away.
            A          D             Bm        A
But there’s one loving soul boy, I'd sure recommend,
                            A   F#m            E7          A
Through this whole world of sor-row, she'll be true to the end.

E7   F#m            A             F#m  D        E7
Moth-er, though her hands are all wrin-kled and old,
D    Bm         D             F#m          A
Moth-er, silver hair that has lost all the gold.
     A                      D
You left her alone, went to roam through the years,
    Bm                          E7    A
But all that you left her, were heartaches and tears.
                              D          F#m
So kiss her old brow, whisper softly and true,
E7       Dm                        E7 Bm    A
Moth-er, you're just an angel, and I, love, you.


(Original Spoken) or Sing.
       E7        A          D      A   E7 A
On the door of a cottage, a wreath sad-ly hung,
E7    D             A       E7           A     D   A  A7
And a hearse stood there waiting, as the choir softly sung.
           A                D                   Bm        A
There were flowers in their beauty, and the old parson he prayed,
                  A   F#m          E7           A
This was the last tribute, as they left for her grave.


          E7         A               D   A     E7     A
She won't meet you tonight son, when you crave her caress,
E7      D             A   E7            A     D    A      A7
She has raised you to manhood and, now you've laid her to rest.
      A                D                    Bm        A
Those flowers in their beauty, ahhh, to her they're unknown.
                             A  F#m      E7                A
Cause tonight she's with the angels, up around Gods' great throne.


         E7        A            D   A   E7 A
So don't wait that late son, to try and re-pay,
E7         D           A          E7  A          D    A       A7
Give those flowers and give those treasures, and give them today.
             A        D                  Bm           A
Let her know that you love her and, show her that you care.
                 A           F#m                E7        A
Cause she's your mother, God love her, she's as true as a prayer.


(Sing)
   A                          D
So kiss her old brow, whisper softly and true;
E7       Dm                        E7   Bm      A
Moth-er, you're just an angel, and I,   love,   you.