Cat. #1211 (MFH #804) - As sung by Mrs. Claudie Richardson, Mountain View, Arkansas on August 31, 1971
VERSE 1
Th eastbound train was crowded
One cold December day
Th conductor shouted tickets
In an ole fashoin way
VERSE 2
A little girl in -- -
Her hair as bright as gold
She said, I have no ticket
An' then her story told
VERSE 3
My Father, he's in prison
An' nearly blind, they say
I'm going for a pardon
This cold December day
VERSE 4
My Brother an' my Sister
They'll both be very glad
If I could only bring home
My poor dear, blind old Dad
VERSE 5
Th conductor could not answer
Or make a least reply
An' with his right hand
Wiped th tear drops from his eye
VERSE 6
He said, God bless you little one
Just stay right where you are
You'll never need a ticket
As long as I'm on this car