The Peddler's Widow

Tired legs. Strengthless hands.
Take me home
To my bed.
Long to sleep. Long to sleep.
In my bed
Lay down my head.

People come and people go.
All day long
They come and go.
They come. They go.
They come, they go.
Some smile, some nod.
Some shake their head.

My wares I neatly spread
Right here.
My wares I spread
My wares to sell.
My wares, who cares
If they don’t sell.
My cares I wish,
I wish my cares
I wish to someone
I could tell.

The sun’s gone down.
The sky is red.
Another day has come to end.
Tired legs
Strengthless hands
Take me please,
To my old and lonely bed.