there's an hour I live over and over again the heavens were dark it was drizzling with rainwhen I took the last look at the place I called home faith what makes us do it and I started toroll at the window was mother sure I see her face yet the tear in her eye I shall never forgetbut she said to me then is re-echoing still I'll be praying for you sonny and that and I willthere were depths in my soul that I hardly had known and her sweet voice kept paddlingthis little heart of my own I said oh godbless you it was under my breath I'll be true mother even from now until death I've been backagain since to that old cabin door but the arms that had welcomed me ever before yes the armsthat had rocked me in childhood to sleep were missing but what could I do but to creep to theground and listen to her repeating so gentle so low all the loving advice that she gave to her boywhen she told me I was her pride and her joy ah the dear mother is no longer there by my sidefor the angels they have carried her over the tide she is resting my mother in desolate sleepand as I kneel by her grave in shadows deep and cry from this heart this all torn and frayedoh lord answer the prayer that my Irish mother prayedmusic