A popular song from 1920.
Words by Grant Clarke.
Music by Milton Ager.
Sheet music provided by Laurence Rubenstein:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Two hands were clasped in pray’r
When I left home so fair
Now that life is filled with care
I yearn to return to
Chorus
Mother’s hands, my dear old Mother’s hands
Oh, how I need them, she understands
They make the whole world bright
When nothing seems just right
They rocked my cradle and soothed me to sleep ev’ry night
There are no other hands, just like a Mother’s hands
To comfort sorrow alone she stands
If I could only be again on Mother’s knee
Just like the beads of the Rosary
I’d kiss each finger of my Mother’s hands
- Two hands will always be
Waiting to welcome me
Tbey caressed me tenderly
I sigh for, I cry for
Sung here by Fred Feild: