I look back to when I was younger
To the time I hadn’t a care
Who was it kept me from crying
Who held me and showed she was there
Who was it that waved at the station
And hid the tears in her eyes
Smiling and saying “Bon voyage”
And knowing I hated goodbyes
When I came back from my travels
With troubles, more than a few
Whose arms were waiting to greet me
Why mother, of course it was you
So on this day I’ll remember
How all through my life you were there
Making my life even better
With love, understanding and care
