Sung by: Mrs. Sherman Rutherford
Recorded in Batesville, AR 9/1/58
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When a man quite old and gray
Entered in with a tearworn face,
Showing signs of sorrow and grief.
And as the clerk approached him,
The old man did say,
"I'm waiting for my boy, sir;
He's coming home today."
"Then you have made a great mistake,
And surely you must know
That this is an express office,
And not a town depot.
"And if your boy is coming home,"
With smiles, the clerk did say,
"You'll find him with the passengers
At the station over the way."
"You do not understand me, sir,"
The old man then said.
"He's not coming home with the passengers,
But by express instead."
Just then a whistle pierced the air.
"The express train," someone cried,
And the poor old man with a broken heart
Arose and rushed outside.
Just then a long white casket
Was lowered unto the ground,
And the scenes were most heart-rending
To those who gathered around.
"Don't handle it rough, dear boys," he said,
"It contains our darling Jack.
He went away, as you boys know;
See how he's coming back."
Also found in Randolph, Vol. IV, #696.