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 handed me her Bible said son let God be your guide

Now I picked up mama's old Bible and to my heart I pressed it tight

And then she softly whispered

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