Recorded by hank williams, sr.
Words and music by curley kinsey and sunshine slim sweet
[d] each year on [a7] mothers [d] day
The rose I [g] wore was [d] red
But [g] today I'm saying [d] my first prayer
Mamas lying on her [a7] dying [d] bed.
[d] I've just told [a7] mama good-[d] bye
Mothers day has [g] turned to [d] night
Like the [g] flowers in may, she [d] withered away
And my red rose is [a7] turning [d] white.
This is the dreaded hour
We all must face someday
Yet there's consolation in my heart
She will bloom in the masters bouquet.
Her time has come to go
And there's nothing I can do
Only hold her hand and say goodbye
Mamas day with her children is through.
I've just told mama goodbye
And knelt beside her bed
I heard her say, I'll meet you someday,
Where the white roses turn to red.
I've just told mama goodbye Recorded by hank williams, sr. Words and music by curley kinsey and sunshine slim sweet [d] each year on [a7] mothers [d] day The rose I [g] wore was [d] red But [g] today I'm saying [d] my first prayer Mamas lying on her [a7] dying [d] bed. [d] I've just told [a7] mama good-[d] bye Mothers day has [g] turned to [d] night Like the [g] flowers in may, she [d] withered away And my red rose is [a7] turning [d] white. This is the dreaded hour We all must face someday Yet there's consolation in my heart She will bloom in the masters bouquet. Her time has come to go And there's nothing I can do Only hold her hand and say goodbye Mamas day with her children is through. I've just told mama goodbye And knelt beside her bed I heard her say, I'll meet you someday, Where the white roses turn to red. Explain Request ×
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