There's a spot in me heart which no colleen may own There's a depth in me soul never sounded or known There's a place in my mem'ry my life that you fill (No other can take it) no one ever will Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair And the brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with care I kiss the dear fingers so toil-worn for me Oh God bless you and keep you Mother machree [ strings ] Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by Twas made bright by the light of the smile in your eye Like a candle that's set in a window at night (Your fond love has cheered me) and guided me right Sure I love the dear silver...