THERE'S A LITTLE BOX OF PINE ON THE 7:29
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(George Brown - Dette Lee)
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≪ ⓒ '58 Shapiro-Bernstein Co ≫
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A mother wrote a warden how much longer must I wait
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Before you send my boy back home to me
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For my eyes are growing dim and I'm longing for my Jim
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Please hurry up and let my boy go free
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The warden read the letter a tear fell from his eye
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Sitting down he wrote her this reply
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(There's a little box of pine on the 7:29)
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Bringing back a lost sheep to the fold
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There's a valley filled with tears as the train of sorrow nears
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The night is dark the world is growing cold
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There he's taking his last ride down the trail no more he'll roam
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On his face there is a smile he knows he's going home
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(There's a little box of pine on the 7:29)
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Bringing back a lost sheep to the fold
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The church was filled with people as the organ softly played
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And on their knees the congregation prayed
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And they softly sang a hymn for poor lonely widow's Jim
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He's happy for he's going home to stay
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There he's taking his last ride...
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There's a Little Box of Pine On The 7:29
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| Hank Snow |
