Well, I Left My Old Home Back In The Mountains

For Mother And Father Had Both Passed Away

We Followed Our Mother Up To The Graveyard

For Mother Wews Called To Heaven That Day



Mother's Not Dead, She's Only A-sleeping

Just Patiently Waiting For Jesus To Come

The Birds Will Be Singing While Mother Is Sleeping

They Will Sing O're Her As The Grave Sinks A-way



Oh, How We Miss Her Round The Old Home Place

Everything Seems So Lonesome Since She Went Away

Mother Is Sleeping Way Back In The Mountains

Yes, Mother Is Sleeping Way Back In The Hills



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