Ther's an old and faded picture on the wall
That has been a-hanging there for many a year
It's a picture of my mother, for I know there is no other
That can take the place of mother on the wall
On the wall, on the wall
How I love that dear old picture on the wall
Time is swiftly passing by, and I bow my head and cry
Cause I know I'll meet my mother after all
Yes the children have scattered, all have gone
And I have a little family of my own
And I know I love them well, more than any tongue call tell
But I'll hold that dear old picture on the wall
* Refrain
Since I lost that dear old mother years ago
There is none to which with troubles I can go
As my guitar makes this chord I am praying to the Lord
Let me hold that dear old picture on the wall
* Refrain