Drunkard's Lone Child Songtext
von Dock Boggs

I′m alone, all alone, my friends all have fled.My father, he's a drunkard; my mother, she is dead.I′m a poor little child and I wander and weep
For the voice of my mother to sing me to sleep.I'm alone, all alone, in this cold world so wild; God look down and pity a drunkard's child.In pity look down and hasten to me
And take me to dwell with mother and thee.She sleeps on a hill in a bed of cold clay; How sad it did seem to lay mother away.She is gone with the angels and none do I see; So dear is the face of my mother to me.I′m alone, all alone, in this cold world so wild; God look down and pity a drunkard′s child.In pity look down and hasten to me
And take me to dwell with mother and thee.It is springtime on earth and the birds are so glad; I listen and I wonder, my heart is so sad.Sweet flowers around and strangers pass by, But the form of my mother no longer is nigh.