Note: The corrections are numerous
Recorded by Hank Williams, Sr.
Writer: Unknown (Not Fred Rose or Hank Williams)
I was walking in Savannah past a church decayed and dim,
When slowly through the window came a plaintive funeral hymn.
And my sympathy awakened and a wonder quickly grew,
'Till I found myself envired in a little colored pew.
Out front a colored couple sat in sorrow nearly wild.
On the altar was a casket, and in the casket was a child.
I could picture him while livin`, curly hair protruding lips,
I`d seen perhaps a thousand in my hurried southern trips.
Rose a sad, old colored preacher from his little wooden desk
With a manner sort of awkward and countenance grotesque.
The simplicity and shrewdness in his Ethiopian face
Showed the wisdom and ignorance of a crushed, undying race.
And he said, 'Now don`t be weepin' for this pretty bit of clay,
For the little boy who lived there has done gone and run away.
He was doin` very finely and he '˜ppreciates your love,
But his sho-`nough father wanted him in that big house up above.
The Lord didn`t give you that baby, by no hundred thousand miles,
He just think you need some sunshine and He lent it for awhile.
And he let you keep and love it '˜till your hearts were bigger grown,
And these silver tears you`re sheddin` now is just interest on the loan.
Just think, my poor dear mourners creepin` along on sorrow's way,
What a blessed picnic this here baby got today.
Your good fathers and good mothers crowd the little fellow round,
In the angel`s tender garden of the big plantation ground.
And his eyes they brightly sparkle at the pretty things he viewed
But a tear came, and he whispered 'I want my parents too'.
But then the angel`s chief musicians teach that little boy a song,
Says if only they be faithful, they`ll soon be comin` '˜long.
So my poor detached mourners, let your hearts with Jesus rest,
And don`t go to criticizin` the One what knows the best.
He has give us many comforts, He`s got the right to take away
To the Lord be praised in glory, forever let us pray.'
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