paroles de chanson Out In the Cold World - Bill Monroe

Out in the cold world and far away from home
Some mother's boy is wanderin' all alone
No one to guide him or keep his footsteps right
Some mother's boy is homeless tonight

Bring back to me my wandering boy
For there is no other who's left to give me joy
Tell him that his mother with faded cheeks and hair
She is at the old home awaiting him there

Out in the hallway there stands a vacant chair
And an old pair of shoes he used to wear
Empty is the cradle he used to love so well
Oh how, how I miss him no tongue can tell

Bring back to me my wandering boy
For there is no other who's left to give me joy
Tell him that his mother with faded cheeks and hair
She is at the old home awaiting him there

Search 'til you find him and bring him back to me
Far from wherever he may be
Tell him his mother with faded cheeks and hair
She is at the old home awaiting him there

Bring back to me my wandering boy
For there is no other who's left to give me joy
Tell him his mother with faded cheeks and hair
She is at the old home awaiting him there