Mothers Chair Lyrics

Isla Grant Mothers Chair

There's an old armchair and it means the world to me,
For I used to sit there, upon my mother's knee,
And she'd read to me the stories
That children love to hear,
Now there's no-one to sit in mother's chair.

I still recall the many times, the words she'd say to me,
Fight for all your dreams, turn them to reality,
And as I sat by her in wonder,
Her eyes held so much pride,
I knew against all others, I had mother on my side.

CHORUS
Mother's chair is old and dusty and the colour's fading
fast,
But to me it holds a memory of happy days long past,
Like the way she'd smile and hold my hand and brush away
the tears,
Now there's no-one to sit in mother's chair.

Now the old chair is standing where she left it on that
day
When God came to visit and carry her away.
And every time I see it, it looks so cold and bare,
Now there's no-one to sit in mother's chair.

REPEAT CHORUS

REPEAT FIRST VERSE