| The news came, I was far away |
| That you were sick, oh my, my, it was Mothers Day |
| With tears running down my face |
| You said, «Boy, don’t be scared, just be brave» |
| So low, so high |
| That’s the way of this life |
| It’s tempestuous at times |
| So low, so high |
| Oh, mother dear, I’m smiling by your side |
| And you lost your hair |
| And you were beautiful despite your big old ears |
| And you pushed right on through |
| Yeah, you’re a tough old bird, that’s the God’s honest truth, oh |
| So low, so high |
| That’s the way of this life |
| It’s tempestuous at times |
| So low, so high |
| Oh, mother dear, I’m smiling by your side |
| So-oh-oh-oh, so low, so high |
| Oh, mother dear, I’m smiling by your side |