There's A Little Box Of Pine On The 7:29 Lyrics - Hank Snow

THERE'S A LITTLE BOX OF PINE ON THE 7:29 

(George Brown - Dette Lee) 

'58 Shapiro-Bernstein Co 

A mother wrote a Warden, how much longer must I wait 

Before you send my boy back home to me 

For my eyes are growing dim and I'm longing for my Jim 

Please hurry up and let my boy go free 

The warden read the letter a tear fell from his eye 

Sitting down he wrote her this reply 

(There's a little box of pine on the 7:29) 

Bringing back a lost sheep to the fold 

There's a valley filled with tears as the train of sorrow nears 

The night is dark the world is growing cold 

There he's taking his last ride down the trail no more he'll roam 

On his face there is a smile he knows he's going home 

(There's a little box of pine on the 7:29) 

Bringing back a lost sheep to the fold 

The church was filled with people as the organ softly played 

And on their knees the congregation prayed 

As they softly sang a hymn for poor widow's Jim 

He's happy for he's going home to stay 

There he's taking his last ride...