I never can forget the day 
 When my dear mother did sweetly say 
 "You are leaving, my darling boy, 
 You always have been your mother's joy." 

 Now as you leave this world to roam 
 You may not be able to get back home 
 But remember Jesus who lives on high 
 Is watching over you with a mighty eye. 

 The world is so full of old sin and woe 
 And many sorrows everywhere you go 
 But remember Jesus who's everywhere 
 If you get in trouble now, He'll meet you there 

 If you'll bow down before His face 
 And [bad word] in Him for His saving grace 
 You have a burden He'll make then light 
 And He sure will guide you in the right 

 Now when I think of my mother dear 
 How often she did felt her cheer 
 My wondering mind was going astray 
 Was saying son, "Accept the way."