Buck Owens Dust on Mother's Bible Lyrics:
There's dust on mother's Bible its pages're worn
with age And though it's old and wrinkled mama's
there on every page The night the angels called
her mama called me to her side And she handed me
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her old Bible said son let this be your guide Now
I picked up mama's old Bible and to my heart I
pressed it tight And I thought I could hear her
whisper ever so gently Son I'll meet you on the
other side I kissed my mama's old Bible and I
wiped away the dust Oh you'll never know until
she's gone how you miss your mother's love
Lyrics: Dust on Mother's Bible, Buck Owens [end]