Sung by: W.P. Detherow
Recorded in Batesville, AR, 7/15/52

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Far back in my childhood,
I remember today,
I was happy and belov'd
'Ere I wandered away.
I was taught by my father,
Who sleeps beneath this stone,
And caressed by my mother,
Yet I wander alone.

Chorus: Yes, alone, all alone,
And I feel I'm growing old,
Yet I wander--oh, how lonely--
I am shivering in the cold.

I remember the maiden,
And my heart bleeds to tell
How I loved her devotion,
But in this I cannot dwell.
We were wed and path was pleasant,
And the sun of fortune shone;
But at last I took to drinking.
Now I wander alone.


I remember, too, my children,
How they climbed upon my knee,
When I kissed my little darling
In the days when I was free.
But I squandered all my fortune;
I am now without a home,
And I know it's all from drinking
That I wander alone.


Oh, could I break the bondage
And bust the hated rein.
Can I escape the shackles?
Can I be free again?
Oh, help me, men of temperance,
My bondage is untold
While I wander, sad and lonely,
And shivering in the cold.


Also found in Randolph, Vol. II, #327, "Shivering in the Cold"; Brown, Vol. III, #31, "I'm Alone, All Alone."

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