One night it was dark and it was storming when along came a tramp in the rain He was making his way to some station to catch a long distance train May I sleep in your barn Mister it is cold lying out on the ground And the cold north wind is whistling and I have no place to lie down Now I have no tobacco nor matches and I'm sure I can cause you no harm I will tell you my story kind Mister for it runs through my heart like a storm It was three years ago just last summer I shall never forget that sad day When a stranger came out from the city and said that he wanted to stay Now the stranger was fair tall and handsome and he looked like a man who had wealth And he wanted to stay in the country said he wanted to stop for his health One night as I came from my workshop I was whistling and singing with joy I expected a kind hearty welcome from my sweet loving wife and my boy But what did I find but a letter it was placed in my room on the stand And the moment my eyes fell upon it I picked it right up in my hand Now this note said my wife and the stranger had left and had taken my son Oh I wonder if God up in heaven only knows what this stranger has done May I sleep in your barn Mister it is cold lying out on the ground And the cold north wind is a whistling and I have no place to lie down