Nights may be long, skies may be gray, Maybe you're worried and blue. Fear not noble soldier, you've the whole world to gain, For someday your dreams will come true.
CHORUS Your mother is praying for you, son, Tho' she's hiding each tear with a smile, Asking the Saviour to guide you, To watch over you all the while, Fight and be brave for the morrow will drive the dark clouds from the blue And remember each night say a prayer son For the one that is praying for you.
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Yes soldier you can afford to be brave Lift high that old banner and long may she wave Think of that sweetheart so brave and so true And then think of your old mother who's praying for you.
She thinks your tops cause you went over there to fight For Canada and for England and all things thats right So you've no need to worry son how she is at home Cause she's too busy filling stamp books and paying for bonds.
Just keep up the courage soldier cause one of these days You'll set the whole wide world free and then back o'er the waves You'll come sailing a hero to the one that loves you To that loving old mother who's been praying for you.
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