Mother, Home And Heaven - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
MOTHER, HOME AND HEAVEN. 
Mother, home and heaven, How dear those words to me; The first she held me to her breast, And danced me on her knee. I was to her a priceless gem. She thought me nice and fair; And now I never can forget A faithful mother's care. 
Chorus. Mother, home and heaven, How dear to think of all, Before the trumpeter descends To bid us mind his call. 
Mother, home and heaven, How sweet to me is home; For there we meet with those we love, And do not care to roam. We have a pretty sister's voice To cheer us day by day; We have a little baby bright To watch while he's at play.-Chorus. 
Mother, home and heaven, The last we hope to see; Where angels gather 'round the throne And sing a joyous glee. Oh! may we all assemble there And cast our sins aside; For with the true and righteous ones Our aim is to abide.-Chorus.