Dust on Mother's Bible There's dust on mother's bibleIts cover's worn with age And though it's old and wrinkledMama's there on every page The night the angels called herMama called me to her sideAnd handed me her bibleSaid "Son, let God be your guide." ( Chorus ) There's dust on mother's bibleIts cover's worn with ageAnd though it's old and wrinkledMama's there on every page I picked up ..