Oh, I was standing by the bedside

Where my fevered mother lay

When she called me close beside her

And I thought I heard her say



I've just seen the rock of ages

Jacob's ladder hanging down

I've just crossed the river of Jordan

Now, my son, I'm homeward bound



Oh, as we gathered by her bedside

Tears begin to fill our eyes

Then she called me close beside her

And whispered softly her good-byes



Pine trees blowing cross the mountain

Where forever she will lay

There she'll rest beside the fountain

There she'll sleep beneath the clay