The wind blew cold on that mountain
On the night that I was made
Pale moonlight poured on that cabin
As shadows danced to a hoot owl's serenade
When that fire burned down to ashes
Daddy stared out the window pane
Momma knew without askin'
Her travelin' man had no plans to stay
And his gypsy blood's a rushin' through my veins
I came out cryin', wailin' like an old freight train
Nurse tried to h...
Her daddy hated his tattoos
But she was in love with a baby due
In September, early September
So they called the kinfolk, set up the bar
Threw some chairs out in the yard
And got a preacher, a pentecostal preacher
And the man on the evening news
Promised sunny and 72 but
You can't trust the weatherman
Makes his livin' off a lucky chance
Whole crowd was soaken wet
Mud all over momma's dress
No ...
Pure as a kiss from the lips of God
A red rose bloomin out a canyon rock
Through a hole in the cloud she fell one day
Left her home on high so far away
From the day she came into this world
There were tears in the eyes of that baby girl
We tried everything to heal the hurt
But she never could find peace on earth
So goodbye, farewell homesick angel
May Heaven's shores be a sight for your sore e...