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His Mother’s Way
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Tomps ‘ud allus haf to say
Somepin’ ’bout “his mother’s way.”–
He lived hard-like–never jined
Any church of any kind.–
“It was Mother’s way,” says he,
“To be good enough fer me
And her too,–and certinly
Lord has heerd her pray!”
Propped up on his dyin’ bed,–
“Shore as Heaven’s overhead,
I’m a-goin’ there,” he said—
“It was Mother’s way.”