[00:09.629]The old dirt road still winds by the hill
[00:16.872]The house still has that country air
[00:22.621]And memories live everywhere
[00:29.875]But there's nobody home
[00:36.622]
[00:37.122]The winter sun still warms the sky
[00:43.878]And from the rooftop, sparrows fly
[00:50.379]I know the mailman passes by
[00:57.380]But there's nobody home
[01:03.129]
[01:03.377]The swing hangs empty on the front porch now
[01:09.873]But I can close my eyes and see
[01:16.620]Momma sittin' there shelling butterbeans
[01:23.620]Waiting for papa or waiting for me
[01:31.375]
[01:31.620]I see the upstairs window pane
[01:38.874]Where I would stand and watch the rain
[01:45.875]Or listen to the evening train
[01:53.375]But there's nobody home
[01:59.641]
[01:59.877]The swing hangs empty on the front porch now
[02:07.124]But I can close my eyes and I can see
[02:14.378]Momma sittin' there shelling butterbeans
[02:20.380]Waiting for papa or waiting for me
[02:29.125]
[02:29.371]I see the upstairs window pane
[02:36.380]Where I would stand, I'd watch the rain
[02:44.125]Or listen to the evening train
[02:54.121]But there's nobody home
[03:00.381]Or listen to the evening train
[03:10.131]But there's nobody home