There's an old and faded picture on the wall
That has been a hanging there for many years
Tis 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 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 all have scattered, all have gone
And I have a little family of my own
For I know I love them well
More than anyone can tell
But I'll hold that dear old picture on the wall
Yes I lost my dear old mother years ago
There has been no one to take her places I know
As my banjo(normally guitar!) makes its chord
I am praying to the lord
To bless that dear old picture on the wall
