Loudon Wainwright Iii Mother's Last Farewell Kiss
I was sitting in a station one day,
When I heard a splendid young lad say,
"I've no money for my fare, but I'm longing to be there
And a letter from my sister tells me this:
'Mother's dying, please come home at once,
If you want a mother's farewell kiss.'"
Was my mother's farewell kiss I now remember -
How I'd love to see her smiling face once more.
With her hand upon my brow, I can feel her touch just now
-
It's a memory of my mother's farewell kiss.
It's a memory of my mother's farewell kiss.
As the train pulled in that day,
From behind the lad a voice replied,
"Take this money, pay your fare, it's enough to get you
there -
It's a twenty dollar bill I'll never miss."
So the lad came safely home in time
To receive his mother's farewell kiss.
Was my mother's farewell kiss I now remember -
How I'd love to see her smiling face once more.
With her hand upon my brow, I can feel her touch just now
-
It's a memory of my mother's farewell kiss.
It's a memory of my mother's farewell kiss.
