Carl Smith — Beautiful Wings

Beautiful wings mother must wear For I know she's with angels somewhere up above Great white wings with a halo so fair I know she’s in glory dear mother sweet love Precious memories how they linger All through the valley that she loved so well Her flowers, her Bible and a church in the dell And the stories of Jesus she used to tell Beautiful wings mother must wear For I know she's with angels somewhere up above Great white wings with a halo so fair I know she's in glory dear mother sweet love In the stillness of the sunset We miss her most around suppertime She’d call for the blessings and we'd all say a line Oh, sweet memories she left behind Beautiful wings mother must wear For I know she's with angels somewhere up above Great white wings with a halo so fair I know she's in glory sweet mother dear love