'Tis the Month of Our Mother. . 1. 'Tis the month of our Mother, The blessed and beautiful days, When our lips and our spirits Are glowing with love and with praise. . Refrain . All hail to thee, dear Mary, The Guardian of our way. To the fairest of all Queens
'Tis the Month of Our Mother.
'Tis the Month of Our Mother.
'Tis the Month of Our Mother.
'Tis the Month of Our Mother. . 1. 'Tis the month of our Mother, The blessed and beautiful days, When our lips and our spirits Are glowing with love and with praise. . Refrain . All hail to thee, dear Mary, The Guardian of our way. To the fairest of all Queens