I hear the low winds sweeping Through every bush and tree Where my dear mother's sleeping Away from home and me Cold in the grave she's lying And sorrow shapes my brow She's gone from me to Heaven I have no mother now I see the pale moon shining On mother's white tombstone With roses o'er entwining They're just like me and her They're just me a weeping As sorrow shapes my brow She's gone from me to heaven I have no mother now Sad was the hour of parting In a voice so low and sweet She said loved ones I'm dying We must in Heaven meet Oh yes we'll meet dear mother On that eternal shore And dwell as one in Heaven Where parting comes no more Oh yes we'll meet dear mother On that eternal shore And dwell as one in Heaven Where parting comes no more