There's A Mother Always Waiting

<p>&quot;So, you&#x27;re going to leave the old home, Jim<br/>Today you&#x27;re going away<br/>So, you&#x27;re going among the city folks to dwell&quot;<br/>So spoke a kind old mother<br/>To her boy one summer day<br/>&quot;If your mind&#x27;s made up that way, I wish you well<br/>The old home will be lonesome<br/>We&#x27;ll miss you when you go<br/>The birds won&#x27;t sing so sweet when you&#x27;re not nigh<br/>But if you get in trouble, Jim<br/>Just write and let us know&quot;<br/>She spoke these words and then she said goodbye<br/><br/>If sickness overtakes you<br/>Or old companions shake you<br/>As through this world you wander all alone<br/>When friends you haven&#x27;t any<br/>In your pocket not a penny<br/>There&#x27;s a mother always awaiting you at home<br/>Ten years later to this village<br/>Came a stranger no one knew<br/>His steps were halt and ragged clothes he wore<br/>The little children laughed at him<br/>As down the lane he trod<br/>At last he stopped before a cottage door<br/>He gently knocked, no sound he heard<br/>He thought, &quot;Can she be dead?&quot;<br/>But then he heard a voice well known to him<br/>Was his mother&#x27;s voice, but her hair had silvered<br/>By the touch of time<br/>And she said, &quot;Thank God, they&#x27;ve sent me home my Jim&quot;<br/><br/>If sickness overtakes you<br/>Or old companions shake you<br/>As through this world you wander all alone<br/>When friends you haven&#x27;t any