In a graveyard lone, near the dear old home,
Lies a form I love so well;
And I’ll ne’er forget how she cared for me,
Ere she said, My boy, farewell.

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From this earth dear mother’s gone,
But we’ll meet on Canaan’s shore;
There we’ll live while ages roll,
Where sad partings come no more.

O the dear old home where I used to play,
Is a place most dear to me;
But the one I loved I shall see no more,
Till I cross the jasper sea.

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Near the dear old home, in the graveyard lone,
Mother’s form was laid to rest;
But we’ll meet again in the by and by,
And be numbered with the blest.

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