Poor Little Orphaned Boy

Key of G

Verse

My mother died when I was young
My sisters they were sad
They lay there hands upon my head
And ought me how to pray

So now my mother she’s gone to rest
In the land of purist joy
And I wonder if she thinks of me
Her poor little orphan boy

When I was only two years old
I never shall forget
A parting kiss she gave to me
I sometimes feel it yet

When I was sick and every hour
She watched me as I lay
And with her kind and gentle hand
She soothed me tenderly

So now I press this world alone
Her love with me shall stay
And from the throne above the skies
Her smiles shall rest on me