Oh how can it be they have driven Our father so helpless and old, Oh God may their crimes be forgiven, To perish out here in the cold. Chorus: I'm old, I'm helpless and feeble, And the days of my youth have gone by, And over the hills to the poor house I must wander alone that I've died. 2. Long years since Mary was taken, My faithful affectionate wife. Since then I've been alone and forsaken. The light has died out of my life. Chorus: 3. I gave them the house they were born in, A deed to the farm and more. I gave them the place that they lived on, And now I am turned from its door. Chorus: 4. Oh me on the doorstep up yonder, I've set with my babes on my knee. No father so happy or fonder, Than I of my little ones three. Chorus:

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