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While walkin' one day in the country |
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I saw a gatherin' crowd |
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And as my footsteps drew me closer |
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I could smell the sweet fragrance of flowers |
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It look like a family reunion |
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Had my eyes not counted the tears |
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And an old man sat by a graveside |
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I haven't seen Mary in years |
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Hold my hand and lead me |
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Lead me away from here |
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I just brought these flowers for Mary |
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I haven't seen Mary in years |
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When Mary and I were first married |
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We had such plans for our child |
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But for no reason I started ramblin' |
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Like the four winds I just ran wild |
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If I could live our life over |
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I'd bring Mary such cheer |
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Now she's gone where she'll never meet me |
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I haven't seen Mary in years |
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Hold my hand and lead me |
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Lead me away from here |
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I just brought these flowers for Mary |
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I haven't seen Mary in years |
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Then the old man left the graveyard |
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I walked along by his side |
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I called out his name but through all his shame |
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His son, he did not recognize |
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Hold my hand and lead me |
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Lead you away from here |
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How could I know it was Mama |
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I haven't seen Mama in years |
