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Stranger, you call an early day
You came as I rose from bed
Sit a while I'll let you stay
The cold outside is bitter
Though you can't tell now, my hair used to be
Yellow like the stocks of hay in our field
My palms are rough from years sowing seed
My skin was browned by the sun
And I wish I had something for you to eat
The cow is long gone, the eggs they have froze
I wish I had something for you to eat
Stay for a while with me
We built this house with wood from our land
We had enough from an acre and ten
Each joint and beam cut by hand
They kept us from the cold
My husband and I grew weary and old
No children to keep us in care
I came in one morning and he had grown cold
Now I wait to be with him
And I wish I had whiskey for you to drink
I drank the last drop the night before
I wish I had whiskey for you to drink
Stay for a while with me
Now life has not done me too good or too wrong
I haven't had much of what you could buy
What I had a price you couldn't put on
I lived and I loved and I paid not a dime
And I'll sift out my stories and look at the sky
My feet on the floor boards cut long ago
As the flicker of candles ... to die
I smile to see you come morning
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