Written by Eddie Hill/Charlie Louvin/Ira Louvin
C F I'm thinking of a little lady C G7 She bears her load without a friend C F The one who rocked me in my cradle C G7 C And through the years she loves me yet F The roses on her cheeks have faded C G7 And when they pass her on the street C F Would break my heart to see them mock her C G7 C Although she may not dress so neat F C She was the first to ever love me F C G7 The first to hold me to her breast F C God bless her cause she is my mother G7 C And she'll be the last one I'll forget F Her way may seem a bit old fashioned C G7 And some may laugh when passing by C F I'm not ashamed to call her mother C G7 C My love for her I'll not deny Repeat #3