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My Mother's Home Foster And Allen

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My Mother's Home Foster And Allen song lyrics and guitar chords. A traditional song.

I stood and watched the lights of London,
Shining on the misty foam.
It was those lihjts that first enticed me
For to leave my mother's home.
Chorus
O'h mother, mother please forgive me,
Let me rest my head once more.
Although you've never turned me from your bosom
Please don't turn me from your door.
[2]
Although my clothes are torn and tattered
Still they'll keep my baby warm.
I'm going home to the one that loves me,
Where once I had a happy home.
[chorus]
O'h mother, mother please forgive me,
Let me rest my head once more.
Although you've never turned me from your bosom
Please don't turn me from your door.

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My Mother's Home Chords
I[A] stood and watched the lights of [E7]London,
[Bm]Shining [E7]on the misty [A]foam.
It was those lihjts that [A7]first en[D]ticed me
[E7]For to leave my mother's [A]home.
Chorus
O'h [A]mother, mother please for[E7]give me,
[Bm]Let me [E7]rest my head once [A]more.
Although you've never turned me from your[D] bosom
[E7]Please don't turn me from your [A]door.
[2]
Although my clothes are torn and tattered
Still they'll keep my baby warm.
I'm going home to the one that loves me,
Where once I had a happy home.
[chorus]
O'h mother, mother please forgive me,
Let me rest my head once more.
Although you've never turned me from your bosom
Please don't turn me from your door.

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