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MOTHER, THE QUEEN OF MY HEART Sung by: George T. Jones Recorded in Poughkeepsie, AR 9/8/61 Click here to listen to the original recording Down where the bluebonnets grew. I had the kindest old mother. How happy we were, just we two, Until one night the angels called her-- That debt that we all have to pay. She called me close to her bedside, These last few words to say: “Son, don’t start drinking and gambling. Promise you will always go straight.” Ten years have passed since our parting. I’ve broken my promise, I say. Within one year I was drinking and gambling; At the last I was just like them all. I bet my clothes and my money, Not dreaming that I’d ever fall. One night I bet all my money; Nothing was left to be seen. All that I needed to beat them Was one card, and that was a queen. The cards was dealt all ‘round the table. Each man took a card on a draw. I drew the me one that would beat them. I turned it, and here’s what I saw. I saw my mother’s picture. Somehow she seemed to say: “Son, you have broken your promise.” I tossed those cards away. My winnings I gave to a newsboy, For I knew I was wrong from the start, And I’ll never forget that promise To my mother, the queen of my heart. (yodels) Also found in Randolph, 1st ed., Vol. IV, #849. |
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