From the recording History
Lyrics
Far from this city there's a broken down farm
A lonely old woman who lives on her own
Her family's all gone; there’s no one left who knows
She once grew her own groceries and sewed her own clothes
Across from the house there's a broken down dam
Built by the railroad in nineteen and ten
Her husband planted trees and that old dam was new
Folks came for miles when those apple trees grew
She was brought up in Texas
She still recalls the address
Her daddy made bricks
She taught in the school till she moved to the West
Two children and her husband all passed from this world
From an airplane; from a tractor; from a nasty old cold
Her last son bought a house in Colorado
She prays for his safety; she prays he'll come home
She was brought up in Texas
She still recalls the address
Her daddy made bricks
She taught in the school till she moved to the West
Far from this city there's a broken down farm
A lonely old woman who lives on her own
Her family's all gone, but dreaming does no harm
They live in her memory and she’ll die in their arms