X:204
T:A Mother's Love Is a Blessing
R:song
C:Lyrics by Thomas P. Keenan (1866-1927)
D:De Danann: Ballroom
Z:id:hn-song-204
M:3/4
L:1/8
Q:1/4=180
K:D
A2 | F4 A2 | G4 F2 | E2 D4- | D6 | d2 d2 e2 | (d2 c2) B2 | A6- | A6 |
d2 d2 d2 | c4 B2 | A2 F4- | F4 A2 | B4 E2 | E4 F2 | E6- | E4
F2 | F2 F2 A2 | G2 G2 F2 | E2 D4- | D4 A2 | d4 e2 | (d2 c2) B2 | A6- | A4
c2 | d4 d2 | c4 B2 | A4 F2 | (D2 E2) F2 | G2 A2 B2 | F4 E2 | D6- | D4 ||
A2 | F4 A2 | G4 F2 | E2 D4- | D4 A2 | d4 e2 | (d2 c2) B2 | A6- | A6 |
d4 d2 | c4 B2 | A2 F4- | F4 A2 | B4 E2 | E4 F2 | E6- | E6 |
F4 A2 | G4 F2 | E2 D4- | D4 A2 | d4 e2 | (d2 c2) B2 | A6- | A2
B2 c2 | d4 d2 | c4 B2 | A4 F2 | D2 E2 F2 | G2 A2 B2 | F4 E2 | D6- | D4 ||
W:An Irish boy was leaving, leaving his native home,
W:Crossing the broad Atlantic, where once more he wished to roam,
W:And as he was leaving his mother, while standing on the quay,
W:She threw her arms around his neck and these were the words she said:
W:
W:Chorus:
W:A mother's love is a blessing, no matter where you roam.
W:Keep her while she's living, you'll miss her when she's gone.
W:Love her as in childhood, though feeble, old and grey,
W:For you'll never miss a mother's love 'til she's buried beneath the clay.
W:
W:And as the years grow onward, I'll settle down in life,
W:And I'll find a nice young Irish girl, and take her for my wife.
W:And as the kids grow older, and climb about my knee
W:I'll teach them the very same lesson that my mother taught to me:
W:
W:Chorus