Hank Snow The Drunkard`s Son Lyrics

The Drunkard`s Son Lyrics

In an old dusty attic of a tenement house

I happened to wander one day

And there on the rafters 'neath shavings and chips

A drunkard's poor
little boy lay



Oh why are you lying up here in the cold

What
makes you lie on this hard bed

My father's a drunkard and he beat me
today

My darling old mother is dead



I'm hiding from father
and please sir, don't tell

He beat me 'cause I would not steal

He
said he would kill me the next I failed

And I'm so afraid sir, he
will



I'm leaving you here, son, I sadly replied

But I will
be back right away

But when I returned to the attic I found

That
Jesus had been there that day



The chips and the shavings were
there as before

And the little boy lie on his bed

With tears on his
cheeks and his hands at his side

The poor little fellow was dead



A picture of mother lay close to his heart

A faint little note
by his head

As I opened the paper, my eyes filled with tears

For
these were the words that I read



I'm hiding with Jesus across the
divide

With dear mother forever I'll dwell

And thank you dear
mister for your kindness to me

And now it's alright if you tell