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Blue-haired lady kneeling by her bed |
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Trying to recite all the things daddy taught her Jesus said |
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Blue-haired lady squints into the sun |
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Distant voices calling her, maybe from the light comes one: |
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"You served your husband well |
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Saved all your kids from hell |
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Built from a house a home |
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What say you before you roam?" |
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[chorus:] |
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"Well, I walked the straight & narrow |
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Kept my eyes on the sparrow |
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I loved, I lost, I tried, I lead, I followed, fell, but forged ahead |
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My time is drawing near |
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And I'm strangely free of fear |
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Release me from this flesh & bone |
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But don't let me die alone |
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Don't let me die alone" |
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Blue-haired lady beginning to arrange |
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Paths & plots & closing thoughts, on shifting sands & winds of change |
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All these people speaking loud & slow |
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Seeing spots from old snapshots, the clouds fly low in San Francisco |
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"Momma who should have your ring?" |
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"Do what you want with everything |
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All these things have little worth |
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This could be my last day on earth" |
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[Chorus] |
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Don't let me die alone |
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Don't let me die alone |
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Blue-haired lady dying in her bed |
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Songs & tears impounding her, fingers clenched & scriptures read |
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Dear old woman gives into the pain |
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Feels the love surrounding her but gathers the strength to explain |
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"I trained you up how you should go |
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Loved you hard, it's clear you know |
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But let the songs & wailing cease |
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Children let me die in peace" |
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[Chorus] |
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Just let me die alone |
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Just let me die alone |
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Please let me die alone |
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Just let me die alone |
