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I LONG TO LIE, DEAR MOTHER Sung by: Mrs. T.F. Guthrie of San Antonio, TX Recorded on 7/18/52 Click here to listen to the original recording Oh, I long to lie, dear Mother, On the cool and fragrant grass, With the clear blue sky above my head And the shadowy clouds that pass. I want the bright, bright sunshine All 'round about my head; I'll close my eyes and God will think Your little boy is dead. And Christ will send his angels To take me up to Him. They'll bear me slow and tenderly Up through the ether dim. And they'll gently, gently . . . me Close by the Master's side, And when I'm sure that I'm in Heaven My eyes I'll open wide. I'll look among the angels That stand around the throne, 'Til I find my sister, Mary, For I'm sure she must be one. And when I've found her, Mother, We'll go away alone, And I'll tell her how we've longed for her All the while that she's been gone. And then I'll ask the angels To take me back to you. They bear me slow and tenderly Down through the ether blue. And you'll only think, dear Mother, That I've been out to play And have gone to sleep beneath the stars, This sultry summer day. |
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