Hymns And Home-Sweet-Home

By Dennis Goodwin

Copyright 2007

 

The devil smiled up at

That Lincoln County home,

He knew death held the winning hand.

Shouts turned to shots

As the feuding gunmen fought

And old Satan pulled the strings

While they took their final stand.

 

Yes, the devil made 'em dance

In that Lincoln County home,

As they reaped the bitter crop

Of the seeds they had sewn.

But off in the corner,

In a world of her own,

Sweet Susan played hymns

And Home-Sweet-Home.

 

Sweet Susan was the wife of

A lawyer...bound to die,

As death filled their home to the brim.

But with danger everywhere,

Rock of Ages filled the air

And Susan fought away her tears

As she played her favorite hymns.

 

Yes, the devil pulled the strings

In that Lincoln County home.

Made 'em dance to the beat

Of his fiery metronome.

But off in the corner,

In a world of her own,

Sweet Susan played hymns

And Home-Sweet-Home.

 

Yes off in that corner,

In a world of her own,

Sweet Susan played hymns

And Home-Sweet-Home.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bluegrass / Western Lyric by Dennis Goodwin - copyright 2007   e-mail: ezywriter47@hotmail.com