Album: Poor Rambler
I came home this evening
to a a home that's been broken
so long
Five years since Mary was buried
she died the day Billy was born
I found little Billy a' weepin I wiped the tears from his eyes I asked him what was the matter and these but these words to me he replied
Who was that beautiful woman That spent the day with me And held me close to her bosom and sang sweet songs to me
I asked him about this woman no one was expecting that day with tears in his eyes he described her his thoughts seemed to be far away on her cheek she had a dimple on her forehead she bore a scar
She knew all about you and me dad she's been gone away so far
I stood there in silence
I wondered how this could be
This woman he saw was his Mother
A woman he never did see
I had no pictures of Mary
to show little Billy you see
How can I explain this to Billy
Oh, won't you explain it to me
Who was that beautiful woman
that spent the day with me held me close to her bosom and sang sweet songs to me
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