My Mother Was Her Name

She was the inspiration of her home
With music all around
An out of tune piano, trumpet, drum, and fife
To see her family all together
Would be the sweetest sight and sound
That's just about this simple story of her life

The sort of sad, yet somehow happy lines
Had worn across her face
The way her welcome sign is woven to the mat
To give you instant reassurance
And always give you pride of place
She never really wanted any more than that

As a noble queen or a lady
With no extra special right to fame
She just gave her life as a dedicated wife
And my mother was her name

Yes, as a noble queen or a lady
With no extra special right to fame
She just gave her life as a dedicated wife
And my mother was her name

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