Picture On the Wall

There's an old and faded picture on the wall That has been a-hanging there for many a year 'Tis a picture of my mother, for I know there is no other That can take the place of mother on the wall On the wall (On the wall) On the wall (On the wall) How I love that dear old picture on the wall Time is swiftly passing by and I bow my head and cry 'Cause I know I'll meet my mother after all Yes, the children all have gathered, all have gone And I have a little family of my own And I know I love them well, more than any tongue can tell But I'll hold that dear old picture on the wall On the wall (On the wall) On the wall (On the wall) How I love that dear old picture on the wall Time is swiftly passing by and I bow my head and cry 'Cause I know I'll meet my mother after all Since I lost that dear old mother years ago There is none to which with troubles I can go As my guitar makes its chords I am praying to the Lord Let me hold that dear old picture on the wall On the wall (On the wall) On the wall (On the wall) How I love that dear old picture on the wall Time is swiftly passing by and I bow my head and cry 'Cause I know I'll meet my mother after all