The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book/Mother Machree

by Rida Johnson Young and Chauncey Olcott

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94—MOTHER MACHREE

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!