Crooked Still - The Absentee lyrics

"Someone is absent," the shepherd said As over my cla**book he bent his head "For several Sundays absent too So tell me teacher what did you do?" "I didn't call as perhaps I should I sent some cards but they did no good I never heard and she never came So I decided to drop her name" He answered gravely, "The fault was mine Hundred, no, there were ninety nine One was lost and dark and cold I sought that sheep that had left the fold The path was stony and edged with thorns My feet were wounded bruised and torn I kept on searching not counting the cost And overjoyed when I found the lost"