Classic Poem

Lord, I can't stay here by myself, by myself.

My mother has gone and left me here,
My father has gone and left me here,
I'm going to weep like a willow
And mourn like a dove,
O Lord, I cannot stay here by myself.

Yes, I am poor little motherless child,
Yes, I am a poor little child of God
In this world alone,
O Lord, I cannot stay here by myself.

I got my ticket at the low depot,
Low depot
Yes, I got my ticket at the low depot,
Low depot.
Yes, I got my ticket at the low depot,
O Lord, I cannot stay here by myself.