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Cho.
When Heaven takes a mother home how sweet must be their joy.
But how it hurts upon the earth when Momma leaves her boy.
I know that we will meet again with angels round God’s throne,
But on this earth I never can go home.
V1
It was late at night I rose to get the phone,
Somehow within my heart I knew there’s something wrong
I said "hello", then listened as they told to me the news.
My heart inside was breaking, how could these things be true?
V2
I remember back six years ago when Mother said to me,
"Son, you know we’re growing old, don’t move so far away".
I said, "Mom I’ll call you, and I won’t be gone so long."
But here I am, holding on this phone.