A Violet From Mothers Grave

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[Verse]
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Scenes of my childhood arise before my gaze,
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Bringing recollections of bygone happy days.
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When down in the meadow in childhood I would roam,
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No one's left to cheer me now with-in that good old home,
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Father and Mother, they have pass'd away;
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Sister and brother, now lay beneath the clay,

[Chorus]
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But while life does remain to cheer me, I'll re-tain
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This small violet I pluck'd from mother's grave.


[Break]
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Only a violet I pluck'd when but a boy,
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And oft'times when sad at heart this flow'r has giv'n me joy;

[Chorus]
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But while life does remain in memoriam I'll re-tain,
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This small violet I pluck'd from mother's grave.


[Verse]
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Well I remember my dear old mother's smile,
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As she used to greet me when I returned from toil,
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Always knitting in the old arm chair,
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Father used to sit and read for all us children there,
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But now all is silent around the good old home;
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They all have left me in sorrow here to roam,

[Chorus]
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But while life does remain, in memoriam I'll re-tain
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This small violet I pluck'd from mother's grave.