From the recording The Beaverdam Sessions

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Lyrics

© Kirsten Hazler - all rights reserved
 
Mama’s been gone for a week or so
I hope she comes home soon
The girls come in and they treat me good
But I hope she comes home soon
Because my body’s aching and my body’s tired
Although the sun caresses my back
I like the gritty earth up against my skin
In the corner of the garden
 
Come on home mama, please come home
I’m hanging by a thread and I don’t have long
The spirit is willing but the body’s almost gone
Come on home mama, hurry home
I’m hanging by a thread and I don’t have long
I’m waiting for you so I can say my last goodbye
Before returning to the Garden
 
My mama’s voice is on the end of the line
From four thousand miles away
I held on as long as I could
but I don’t have another day
 
It’s been a sweet life, it was a gift bestowed
But the time has come for me to lay down my load
The price of love is your heart cracked open wide
But have faith now, mama, that the spirit abides
And I’ll find you on the other side
And in the meantime you know where to find me…
In the corner of the garden
 
A year has come and a year has gone
His spirit breathes as I sing his song
The corn grows high and vine tendrils long
In his corner of the garden.
 
It was a sweet life, it was a gift bestowed
But the time had come for him to lay down his load
The price of love is my heart cracked open wide
Oh but I’ll try to have faith that the spirit abides
And I’ll find him on the other side
And in the meantime he knows where to find me…
In his corner of the garden