The Letter Edged in Black - Marty Robbins

Hattie Nevada, 1897.\nPublished by the Kansas City Talknig Machine Company.\nI was standin' by my window yesterday morning\nWithout a thought of worry or of care\nWhen I saw the postman comin' up the pathway\nWith such a happy face and jolly air.\nHe rang the bell and whistled as he waited\nThen he said; «Good morning to you, Jack»\nBut he little knew the sorrow he had brought me\nWhen he handed me a letter edged in black.\nWith trembling hand I took this letter from him\nI broke the seal and this is what it said:\n«Come home my boy, your dear old father wants you\nCome home my boy, your dear old mother’s dead.»\nI bowed my head in sorrow and in sadness\nThe sunshine of my life, it all had fled\nWhen the post man brought that letter yesterday morning\n«Saying come home my boy, your dear old mother’s dead.»\n«The last words your mother ever uttered\nTell my boy I want him to come back\nMy eyes are blurred, my poor old heart is breaking\nSo, I’m writing you this letter edged in black.»\n«Forget those angry words that we had spoken\nYou know I didn’t mean them, don’t you, Jack\nMay the angels bear as witness, I am asking\nYour forgiveness in this letter edged in black.»