The roof is leakin', and the wind is howlin'
Kids are cryin' 'cause the sheets are so cold
I woke this mornin', found my hands were frozen
I've tried to fix the fire, but you know, the damn thing's too old
It's been months now since we heard from our Mary
I wonder if she ever made the coast
Well, she and her young man, they both moved out there
I sure hope they write, just to let us know
Ma and Pa lived here, and theirs before them
They tried their hardest to make it a home
Seems so long now since they passed over
Hope my children try to make it their own
Hope my children-, hope my children-
Hope my children-, hope my children-
Hope my children-, hope my children-
Hope my children-, hope my children-
Hope my children-, hope my children-
Now my roof is leakin' and the wind is howlin'
The kids are cryin' 'cause the sheets are so cold
I woke this mornin' and my hands were frozen
Oh, I've tried to fix the fire, but you know, the damn thing's too old
The roof is leaking
Try to make it their own
