Back by Fall - Wendy Waldman

There’s cryin' in the city

All the people are sayin'

I heard it on the mountain

Where I was living

No food for the children

Oh, the times are so bad

Whatever happened to giving

Oh mama, mend the hole in my coat

Take my guitar off the wall

I’ve got to go see what I can do

And I hope I’ll be back by fall

Summer was a dry one

The wind burned across

And the crows carried off

What was left over

Five nights in the valley lights burned

The people did not stop

As the damage they try to recover

Oh mama, mend the hole in my coat

Take my guitar off the wall

I’ve got to go see what I can do

And I hope I’ll be back by fall

There’s lightning in the mountain

And the wind blow so sweet

I swear sometimes this must be heaven

Don’t look back, don’t think about it

Just think about the road beneath your feet

Remember the gift that must be given

Oh mama, mend the hole in my coat

Take my guitar off the wall

I’ve got to go see what I can do

And I hope I’ll be back by fall