I have watched you grow,
Under the keen gaze
of a harsh father
And the tender brow
Of well ordered ways
Ah! Daughter of my mother.
I have watched you grow
from young and naive-
The age of innocence-
to a bold beaut_
I have watched you
I have eyed you
as you have made your way
stumbled but not fallen
slipped and stood up again
from a little maiden
to a stunning mistress
the lessons you gain
daughter of my mother
still you grow
Daughter of my mother
I know you have value
I know you have gained value
The kind only time could add
and I have grown to love you
The only way a brother can
As i can no longer hold your hand
Daughter of my mother
Now I watch you stand
bigger than any ones plan
to call you wise is true
but you are more
so much more
Daughter of my mother
Today can only admire
The spirit and fire
you Bathe the earth in
Make your mother proud
rip away that shroud
and be the queen
your mother raised you to be
Daughter of my mother
brave bold and beautiful
daughter of my land
Daughter of my mother.
