One day a mother came 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 a parole or pardon.   (bring to him) (pardon plea)   She brought no silver no pomp or style.   (brought no gold) (none to see)   It was a halo sent down from heaven,   (halo bright) (heaven\'s light)   The sweetest gift, a mother\'s smile.       Her boy had wandered far from the fireside,   Though she had pleaded with him each night.   But not a word did she ever utter;   Her heart was flowing, her smile was bright.      She did not bring a parole or pardon.   (bring to him) (pardon plea)   She brought no silver no pomp or style.   (brought no gold) (none to see)   It was a halo sent down from heaven,   (halo bright) (heaven\'s light)   The sweetest gift, a mother\'s smile.       She left a smile you can remember.   She\'s gone to heaven from heartache\'s grief.   Those walls around you will never change you;   You were her baby and e\'er will be.      She did not bring a parole or pardon.   (bring to him) (pardon plea)   She brought no silver no pomp or style.   (brought no gold) (none to see)   It was a halo sent down from heaven,   (halo bright) (heaven\'s light)   The sweetest gift, a mother\'s smile.