Before the mornings broken Before the children play I'm out picking in the cotton field Working to make my way I've got no bag of silver I got no nickel or dime But what I have is my sweet sweet love Waiting for me down the line For my love I'm coming Won't be long till I'm Back home with you The day are hard and lonely Working till the sun don't shine Oh how I long for my sweet sweet love Waiting for me down the line Hear the train a coming on down the track Keep my supper warm till I get back For my love I'm coming Won't be long Sweet love of mine I got no stately manner I've got no fancy walk But all I need is my sweet sweet love Waiting for me down the line Oh how I long for my sweet sweet love Waiting for me down the line Hear the train a coming on down the track Keep my supper warm till I get back Keep my supper warm till I get back Keep my supper warm till I get back