She sang to me When I was a little boy On bended knee All her love I would enjoy But the years went by I made her cry It left her sad To see me go bad She wanted me To have the better things The songs she sang to me No more she ever sings And it's sad Oh, mother dear, how could I hurt you so? She tried to tell me About Jesus and his love I laughed at her And said there's nothing up above How little I did know How much she loved me so As the years went by She learned how not to cry How can I tell her Old prayers have all come true? She gave up hope so long ago And fell far out of tune Oh, Jesus, tell her I'm not lying anymore And I want to love her again