(intro) I have changed with the changing seasons,I am bent with toil and care, when I stand among the angels, will my mo.......ther know me there ? Yes, I know that she will know me in those mansions bright and fair, mother's love can ne'er forget me and I'm sure she'll know me there. ( ) All for me my mother wrestled, when she used to kneel in prayer. Do you think she has forgotten, will my mo......ther know me there. Yes, I know that she will know me in those mansions bright and fair, mother's love can ne'er forget me and I'm sure she'll know me there. ( ) Mother's face has been a beacon o'er the sea of deep despair, I shall look for her up yonder, will my mo.......ther know me there ? Yes, I know that she will know me in those mansions bright and fair, mother's love can ne'er forget me and I'm sure she'll know me there.