Lyrics to Sweetest Gift
One day a mother went to a prison
To see an erring but precious son;
She told the warden how much she loved him;
It did not matter what he had done.
She did not bring to him a parole or pardon,
She brought no silver, no pomp or style;
It was a halo bright sent down from heaven’s light,
The sweetest gift, a mother’s smile.
She left a smile you can remember;
She’s gone to heaven from heartaches free.
Those walls around you could never change her.
You were her baby and e’er will be.
Music and Lyrics by James B. Coats