Johnny my dear you have come back home

It’s taken its toll being left all alone

Don’t mind my face it has aged a bit, while your face looks the same

I must admit

Johnny my sweet won't you take a seat?

I haven’t seen your face in many years

Is your hair still brown?

Is your heart weighed down?

Will you come home in the morning?

What tales have you for a woman such as me

Have you seen the Rio Grande or the hills of Tennessee

Did you think of me at all on your lonesome dreary drawl

You call my name in the morning

Johnny my sweet won't you take a seat?

I haven’t seen your face in many years

Is your hair still brown?

Is your heart weighed down?

Will you come home in the morning?

As for me I’ve been craving company

With the snow falling down there's nothing much to see

Did you miss the snow falling did you hear me softly calling

You call my name in the morning

Johnny my sweet won't you take a seat?

I haven’t seen your face in many years

Is your hair still brown?

Is your heart weighed down?

Will you come home in the morning?