by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864)

Farewell sweet mother
Language: English 
Farewell sweet mother, 
Weep not now for me, 
Though my soul must wander hither, 
Weep not mother now for me. 

Soon with an angel band, 
I will wander hand in hand, 
To a fair and radiant land where 
I will wait for thee.

Farewell sweet mother, 
Weep not, weep not now for me; 
Though my soul must wander hither, 
Weep not mother now for me. 

Farewell sweet mother, 
Every night I've dreamed of thee, 
And thy voice was soft and gentle, 
Saying pleasant things to me.

While you these vigils keep, 
Now I lay me down to sleep, 
Mother tell me why you weep, 
Oh! weep not now for me.

Farewell sweet mother, 
Weep not, weep not now for me; 
Though my soul must wander hither, 
Weep not mother now for me.

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This text was added to the website: 2015-12-26
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Word count: 132