The door was open, it was almost dark,
and I heard a voice from inside.
and I remember his every word.
And as I stood and listened closely,
I don't want to be a bother, Lord,
but I sure am feeling blue.
Reckon you could change your
schedule just a little bit
And I want to thank you especially, Lord,
Yes, sir, I know my thanks are
Because she was laid to rest today
And without her, Lord, I am so alone
So if it's all the same to you, Lord
Could you just call me on home, too?
Walked slowly down the steps
Then feebly crossed the churchyard
Leaning on his cane for help
And as he tried to kneel again
He fell across a grave so new
The Lord had heard his humble prayer
And called him on home too
I often go back to that little church
And kneel down and say a prayer
Cause he rests beside her there
And as I kneel to thank my God
Not for the two best friends I ever had.
My tears flow freely on those two graves.
One my mother and the other my dad.
