Letras
There's a spot in my heart which no colleen may own
There's a depth in my soul never sounded or known
There's a place in my memory, my life, that you fill
No other can take it, no one ever will
Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair
And the brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with care
I kiss the dear fingers so toilworn for me
Ah, God bless you and keep you, Mother McCree
Every sorrow and care in the dear days gone by
Was made bright by the light of the smile in your eye
Like a candle that's set in a window at night
Your fond love has cheered me and guided me right
Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair
And the brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with care
I kiss the dear fingers so toilworn for me
Ah, God bless you and keep you, Mother McCree