There's a spot in me heart which no colleen may own
There's a depth in me soul never sounded or known
There's a place in my memory my life that you fill
(No other can take it) no one ever will
Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair
And the brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with care
I kiss the dear fingers so toil-worn for me
Oh God bless you and keep you Mother machree
Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by
Twas made bright by the light of the smile in your eye
Like a candle that's set in a window at night
(Your fond love has cheered me) and guided me right
Sure I love the dear silver