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• Artiste: Dock Boggs
• Titre: Drunkard's Lone Child
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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 weepFor 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 meAnd 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 meAnd 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.