Music in My Mother’s House

There were wind chimes in the window. Bells inside the clock.
An organ in the corner and tunes on a music box.
We sang while we were cooking or working in the yard.
We sang because our lives were really hard.

There was music in my mother’s house.
There was music all around.
There was music in my mother’s house.
And my heart’s still full with the sound.

She taught us all piano but my sister had the ear.
She could play the melody for any song she’d hear.
I don’t claim much talent but I’ve always loved to play
and I guess I will until my dying day….Chorus

Those days come back so clearly although I’m far away.
She gave me the kind of gift I love to give away.
And when my mother died and she’d sung her last song.
We sat in the living room singing all night long.

Singing  la la   la la
Singing the front porch songs.
Singing the old torch songs.
La la.   La La
Singing the hymns to send her home.

Chorus

© Stuart Stotts 1985

On Stuart’s One Big Dance as well as too many other recordings to list, including some by Ronnie Gilbert, Holly Near, Tom Hunter, M.U.S.E….