Summer Sunday evening
Around the old home place
Well, I would play my guitar
And sister sang along
Sister's smile would always
Light up my Daddy's face
And when they'd get to dancing
Well they'd dance all night till dawn
And I would
Sing one for sister
Play one for Papa
Moan one for mama then I'd
Cry one for you
Mama liked the slow ones and she'd shuffle 'cross the floor
Sister liked the fast ones, Lord she could step so high
And I'd see my Daddy dancing, till he could dance no more
And when I'd play a sad song, well he would start to cry
I've no place to call my own
Mamma and Papa have passed away and sister has settled down
Now you ran off and left me to live here all alone
So I will sing these sad old songs as I am leaving town