Now, hello stranger, put your loving hands in mine. Hello stranger, put your loving hands in mine. You are a stranger but you're a pal of mine. Now get up rounder, let a working man lay down.
Well, I wonder how the old folks are at home. I wonder if they'll miss me when I'm gone?. I wonder if they pray for their boy who went away. And left his dear old parents all alone.
Upon the rugged cross of Calvary. Was there my blessed Savior cried. Forgive them for they know not what they do. Oh, sinner friend, for thee he died.
I think I'll go across the ocean. If I don't change my notion. I've just got to forget you if I can. . I'm feeling so blue. I don't know what to do. Because I'm.
Down in the valley, the valley so low. Hang your head over, hear the wind blow. Hear the blow, hear the wind blow. Hang your head over, hear the wind blow.
I wish to Lord I'd never been born or died when I was young. I never would've seen your sparkling blue eyes or heard your lying tongue. All the good times are past and gone all the good times are o'er.
I've been a havin' some hard travelin' I thought you know. I've been a havin' some hard travelin' way down the road. I've been a havin' some hard travelin' hard ramblin' hard gamblin'.
She labored so hard in this world below. She didn't have things that most mothers know. Raising her children on a widow's small pay. Washing and ironing since dad passed away.
Tonight I'm all alone no place to call my own. Don't have no one to love me anymore. I'm gonna pack up my grip and take a long long trip. Back to the one that I love so.
I've been sittin' here thinkin' back over my life. All of the good things the trouble and strife. Well my share of heartache yes so many I've had. But I still think the good things outweigh the bad.
I was a stranger, brother, right in sin. Didn't even have the love of God within. But now I've found Him and I'm glad to say. I love my Saviour more everyday.
The ship is a waiting the waves're rolling high. Goin' across the sea love for the water rise for the water rise for the water ride. [ fiddle - harmonica ].
She labored so hard in this world below she didn't have things that most mothers know. Raising her children on a widow's small pay washing and ironing since dad passed away.
While drinking alone in a Tavern one day. My eyes they harldy could see. I heard a kind voice ringing so loud and clear. And here's what the voice said to me.
Well if you're traveling to the North Country Fair. Where the wind's heavy on the borderline. Remember me to the one who lives there she once was a true love of mine.
In this world today while we're living some folks say the worst of us they can. But when we are dead and in our caskets they always slip some lilies in your hand.
Four strong winds that blow lonely seven seas that run high. All these things that don't change come what may. But my good times are all gone and I'm bound for moving on.
I can't sleep and I can't eat all I do is sit and cry. And listen for your footsteps at my door. I keep asking myself why that you ever said goodbye. And I guess I've cried a million tears or more.
If I was on some foggy mountain top. I'd sail away to the west. I'd sail all around this whole wide world. To the girl, I love the best. . If I had listened to what Mama said.
The last time I thought about leavin'. Was the last time I made her cry. I talked myself out of believin'. That true, true love never dies. . The first time I thought of returnin'.