Sing One For Sister

Summer Sunday evening, around the old home place

Well, I would play my guitar and sister sang along

Sister's smile would always light up my Daddy's face

And when they'd get to dancing, well they'd dance all night till dawn

And I would sing one for sister

Play one for Papa, moan one for mama

Then I'd cry one for you.

Mama liked the slow ones and she'd shuffle 'cross the floor

Sister liked the fast ones, Lord she could step so high

And I'd see my Daddy dancing, till he could dance no more

And when I'd play a sad song, well he would start to cry

And I would sing one for sister

Play one for Papa, moan one for mama

Then I'd cry one for you.

Now it's just me and this old guitar

I've no place to call my own

Mamma and Papa have passed away and sister has settled down

Now you ran off and left me to live here all alone

So I will sing these sad old songs as I am leaving town

And I would sing one for sister

Play one for Papa, moan one for mama

Then I'd cry one for you.

And I would sing one for sister

Play one for Papa, moan one for mama

Then I'd cry one for you.