D 
There's dust on mother's bible 
     G                  D 
Its cover's worn with age 
     G                   D 
And though it's old and wrinkled 
                A      D 
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...