Johnny my dear
You have come back home
It's taken its toll
Being left all alone
Don't mind my face
It has aged a bit
While your face looks the same
I must admit
Johnny my sweet
Won't you take a seat?
I haven't seen your face in many years
Is your hair still brown?
Is your heart weighed down?
Would you come home in the morning?
What tales are you
For a woman such as me?
Have you seen the Rio Grande?
Or the hills of Tennessee?
Did you think of me at all
On your lonesome dreary (?)
You called my name
In the morning
Johnny my sweet
Won't you take a seat?
I haven't seen your face in many years
Is your hair still brown?
Is your heart weighed down?
Would you come home in the morning?
As for me, I've been craving company
With the snow falling down
There's nothing much to see
Did you miss the snow falling
Did you hear me softly calling
You called my name
In the morning
Johnny my sweet
Won't you take a seat?
I haven't seen your face in many years
Is your hair still brown?
Is your heart weighed down?
Would you come home in the morning?
