William Elliott Whitmore - Porchlight lyrics

The sweetest labor that my heart has known Is the farm on which I stand Every single seed that's been sown Was put in the ground by my hand Sometimes the sun goes down a little too soon Before the day's work is through I keep on going by the light of the moon When I'd rather be home with you Would you keep the porchlight on for me? I come home from the field when it's too dark to see I can barely stand up But there's more to be done The bottom field needs to be plowed I've never asked help from anyone But Lord I could use some now Give me the strength to make it back home I can't work no more Lord let her be the first thing I see When I crawl through that front door Would you leave the porchlight on for me? To light my way back from the night so black I'm sick as a dog and no one can help The pain's more than I can bear Still my thoughts drift to the one sweet gift The love that we share I hate for you to see me like this Remember when I was strong? If i didn't have these I.V.'s in my wrists I'd hold you in my arms Would you leave the porchlight on for me? This hospital bed is where I've got to be They say that I ain't got long for this life They say that it's my time to go Darlin' you've been the most wonderful wife That any man has known You've stuck by me through thick and through thin Since the day you became my bride Someday i hope to see you again When we meet on the other side Would you leave the porchlight on for me? Even though just a memory is all that I'll be Would you leave the porchlight on for me?