This is a favourite of mine :-

A BOY'S BEST FRIEND IS HIS MOTHER
Words by Harry Miller, music by J. P. Skelly, ©1883.

1. While plodding on our way the toilsome road of life,
How few the friends that daily there we meet!
Not many will stand by in trouble and in strife
With counsel and affection ever sweet;
But there is one whose smile will ever on us beam,
Whose love is dearer far than any other,
And wherever we may turn, this lesson we will learn:
A boy's best friend is his mother.

CHORUS: Then cherish her with care,
And smooth her silv'ry hair.
When gone, you will never get another;
And wherever we may turn,
This lesson we shall learn:
A boy's best friend is his mother.

2. Though all the world may frown, and ev'ry friend depart,
She never will forsake us in our need.
Our refuge evermore is still within her heart;
For us her loving sympathy will plead.
Her pure and gentle smile forever cheers our way;
'Tis sweeter and 'tis purer than all other.
When she goes from earth away, we'll find out while we stray,
A boy's best friend is his mother.

3. Her fond and gentle face not long may greet us here;
Then cheer her with our kindness and our love.
Remember at her knee in childhood bright and dear,
We heard her voice like angels from above.
Though after years may bring their gladness or their woe,
Her love is sweeter far than any other,
And our longing heart will learn, wherever we may turn,
A boy's best friend is his mother.