William Elliott Whitmore Porchlight
the sweetest labor that my heart has knownis the field
on which I stand
cause every single seed that's been sown
was put in the ground by my hand
and some times the sun goes down a little too soon
before the day's work is through
and I keep on going by the light of the moon
when I'd rather be home with you
would you leave the porchlight on for me?
would you leave the porchlight on for me?
I come home from the field
when it's too dark to see
would you leave the porchlight on for me?
I can barely stand up
there's more to be done
oh, the bottom field needs to be plowed
and I never asked help from anyone
but Lord I can use some now
just give me the strength to make it back home
I can't work no more
and Lord let her be the first thing I see
when I crawl through that front door
would you leave the porchlight on for me?
would you leave the porchlight on for me?
to light my way back
from the night so black
would you leave the porchlight on for me?
well I'm sick as a dog
and no one can help
oh, the pain's more than I can bear
but still my thoughts drift
to the one sweet gift
the world that we share
and I hate for you to see me like this
oh I remember when I was strong
if I didn't have these IVs in my wrist
well I'd hold you in my arms
would you leave the porchlight on for me?
would you leave the porchlight on for me?
this hospital bed
is where I've to be
would you leave the porchlight on for me?
they say that I ain't got long for this life
oh they say that it's my time to go
darling you've been the most wonderful wife
that any man could know
well you stuck by me through thick and through thin
since the day you became my bride
and someday I'll hope to see you again
when we meet on the other side
would you leave the porchlight on for me?
would you leave the porchlight on for me?
even though just a memory
is all that I'll be
would you leave the porchlight on for me?
even though just a memory
is all that I'll be...
would you leave the porchlight on for me?
