Mother’s Last Farewell Kiss (Poole) 
I was sitting in a station one day When I heard a splendid young lad say "I’ve no money for my fare, but I’m longing to be there And a letter from my sister tells me this: ’Mother’s dying, please come home at once If you want a mother’s farewell kiss’" 
Was my mother’s farewell kiss I now remember How I’d (love/like) to see her smiling face once more With her hand upon my brow, I can feel her touch just now ’Tis a memory of my mother’s farewell kiss ’Tis a memory of my mother’s farewell kiss 
As the train pulled in that day From behind the lad a voice replied "Take this money, pay your fare, it’s enough to get you there It’s a twenty dollar bill I’ll never miss" So the lad came safely home in time To receive the mother’s farewell kiss 
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