Dust On Mother's Bible 
by Buck Owens 


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There's dust on mother's bible
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Its cover's worn with age
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And though it's old and wrinkled
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Mama's there on every page


The night the angels called her
Mama called me to her side
And handed me her bible
Said "Son, let God be your guide."

Chorus:
There's dust on mother's bible
Its cover's worn with age
And though it's old and wrinkled
Mama's there on every page

--- Instrumental ---

I picked up mother's old bible
To my heart I pressed it tight
And I heard her softly whisper
"Son, I'll meet you on the other side."

I kissed my mother's old bible
And I wiped away the dust.
Oh, you never know until she's gone
How you'll miss your mother's love

Chorus:
There's dust on mother's bible
Its cover's worn with age
And though it's old and wrinkled
Mama's there on every page...