Flatt and Scruggs - East Bound Train lyrics

The east bound train was crowded one cold December day The conductor shouted, "Tickets" in his old- time fashioned way A little girl, in sadness , her hair as bright as gold She said< " I have no ticket" and then her story told "My father he's in prison he's lost his sight they say I'm going to beg his pardon this cold December day [ ac.guitar ] My mother's daily sewing to try to earn our bread My poor dear old blind father in prison almost dead My brother and my sister would both be mighty glad, If I could only bring back my poor, dear , old blind Dad" The conductor could not answer he could not make a reply While looking at this little one he brushed a teardrop from his eye "Do not fear my little one just stay right where you are You'll never need a ticket while I am on this car"