May I Sleep In Your Barn Tonight Mister?

May I Sleep In Your Barn Tonight Mister? - Hank Thompson

May I sleep in your barn tonight mister

It so cold lying out on the ground

And the cold north wind it is wishling

And I have no place to lie down

Now I have no tobacco nor matches and I'm sure

I can 'cause you no harm

I will tell you my story kind mister for it

Runs through my heart like a storm

It was three years ago just last summer I shall

Never forget that sad day

When a stranger came out from the city

And said

That he wanted to stay

Now the stranger was fair tall and handsome

And he

Looked like a man who had wealth

And he wanted to stay in the country said he

Wanted to stop for his health

One night as I came from my workshop I was

Whistling and singing with joy

I expected a kind hearty welcome from my sweet loving

Wife and my boy

But what did I find but a letter it was

Placed in my room on the stand

And the moment my eyes fell upon it

I picked

It right up in my hand

Now this note said my wife and the stranger

Had

Left and had taken my son

Oh I wonder if God up in heaven only knows

What this stranger has done

May I sleep in your barn tonight mister

It's so cold

Lying out on the ground

And the cold north wind is a whistling and I

Have no place to lie down