Little Red Cross Mother
You're The Greatest Mother Of All

When the war has claimed each nation;
And the world is in despair;
When life's red blood is running,
Just like water over there.
When cries of wounded soldier boys,
For help comes o'er the sea,
There's one who's there in comfort,
Red Cross Mother thanks to thee.

Little Red Cross Mother,
You're the greatest mother of all
You're a gift from Heaven,
To the countless thousands that fall.
Little Red Cross Mother,
You have heard the nation's call,
Just like Joan of Arc,
You have won each heart,
You're the greatest mother of all.

Where the shot and shell are thickest,
You have gone to risk your life,
To aid some wounded soldier,
Who has fallen in the strife.
With mother's love and tenderness,
You've watched o'er him each day,
Just like a guardian angel,
Your acts have paved the way.

Little Red Cross Mother,
You're the greatest mother of all
You're a gift from Heaven,
To the countless thousands that fall.
Little Red Cross Mother,
You have heard the nation's call,
Just like Joan of Arc,
You have won each heart,
You're the greatest mother of all.