It Was Only The Wind

She would sit by her window and gaze out
Down the road where her children had gone
One by one they left seeking their fortune
And left their old mother at home
Sometime late at night she would call me
Sir, did I hear a knock on the door
I would say it is only the wind, ma'am
Just as I had told her before

It's only the wind
Your children are not at the door
It's only the wind
The wind, restless wind, nothing more

Sometimes she would talk of her children
Of her sons and her daughters so fair
She said they were much like the wild wind
They sometimes neglected to care
One night I heard somebody knocking
But I saw as I went to the door
She was there in her chair by the window
Her eyes closed in rest evermore

It was only the wind
Her children were not at the door
It was only the wind
The wind, restless wind, nothing more