There's a spot in me heart which no colleen may own

There's a depth in me soul never sounded or known

There's a place in my mem'ry 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 toil-worn for me

Oh God bless you and keep you Mother machree

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Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by

Twas 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...