Lonesome Pines

When the skies break open in the morning
When the morning brings brand new
Won’t you open up your shutters
So that I may open to you
When a baby born in winter, a baby coming in spring
Won’t you open up to what will be and let your children say
When the winds blow heavy in the morning
When the winds howl heavy at noon
And you know it’s calm in the evening
And the winds blow steady on you
The winds blow steady on you
When I am old and worn and content
Know that I have done my best
Won’t you lay me down someplace warm
So that I may get some rest
When the cold chill coming in the autumn
Rattle those bones all fall
When the winter comes to hunt you down
They’ll be waiting for the broke man’s call
Waiting for the broke man’s call
When they tamp that dirt down on you
When they give you to the lonesome pine
When you’re dreaming your last dream down here
You’ll be dreaming of the wintertime