Al Jolson My Mother's Rosary
Long ago when I was three
My mother sang this oldain
There's an old-time melody
I heard long ago
Mother called it the rosary;
she sang it soft and low
Without any rhyme, without any prose
I even forget how the melody goes.
But ten baby fingers and ten baby toes
She'd watch them by the setting sun,
And when her daily work was done,
She'd count them each and every one;
That was my Mother's rosary.
There's an old-time melody
I heard long, long ago
Mother called it the rosary;
she sang it soft and low
Without any rhyme, without any prose
I even forget how the melody goes.
But ten baby fingers and ten baby toes
She'd watch them by the setting sun,
And when her daily work was done,
She'd count them each and every one;
That was my Mother's rosary.
Long ago when I was three
My mother sang this oldain to me
