Mother Machree

[Verse 1]

There's a spot in my heart which no colleague may own

a depth in my soul never founded or known

There's a place in my memory my life that you fill

other can take it no one ever will

[Verse 2]

Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair

And your brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with care

I kiss the dear fingers so toil worn for me

Oh

[Chorus]

God bless you and keep you Mother Macree

[Verse 3]

I kiss the dear fingers so toil worn for me

Oh

God bless you and keep you Mother Macree

[Verse 4]

I kiss the dear fingers so toil worn for me