Collected by Merlin Mitchell
Transcribed by Kyle Perrin
Dal Beal & Chester McDonald
March 17, 1950
Mother, The Queen of My Heart
I had a home down in Texas, down where the Blue Bonnets grow ,
I had the kindest old mother, how happey w e were, just we two,
'Til one night the angels called her, one debt w e all have to pay,
She called me close to her bedside, these last few words to say:
Nov, don't start drinking and gambling, promise me that you will pray,
Years have passed since that promise, that promise I broke, I must say,
I started to gambling for a pass time, soon I was just like them all,
Betting my clothes and my money, dreaming I held them all.
One night I bet all my money, nothing w ere left to be seen,
I needed one card to beat them, and that card was a queen,
The cards turned around the table, each man took a card on the draw ,
I drew the one that was needed, I turned it and this is what I saw :
I saw my mother's picture, somehow it seemed to say,
Son, you have broken your promise and it's all bet hard (?) away,
Waiting to ... I knew I was wrong from the start,
I'll never forget that promise to Mother, the queen of my heart.
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