Drunkard's Lone Child

Drunkard's Lone Child - 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

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