I was alone and sickly

It was a quarter of a moonlit night

I heard him cry through my window shade

And it filled me so full of fright

But I could not turn my back on him

I put on the back porch light

"Can I help you," said the Good Samaritan

"Can I help you," said the Good Samaritan



I brought him bread and a blanket

But I told him, "You can't come in"

You can sleep outside in the tool shed

Though a little rain comes in

Oh, I don't know you, you're a stranger

I don't know where you've been

"You can't come in here," said the keeper of the inn

"I don't want you in here," said the keeper of the inn.



But I couldn't sleep for the thinking

You know my night got so insane

I thought, maybe he was an angel

And I left him out in the rain

And what if he was the devil

He'd be coming after me again

But when I woke in the weary morning he was gone

When I woke in the weary morning he was gone



I thought maybe he was an angel

And I left him out in the rain

And what if he was the devil

He'd be coming after me again

When I woke in the weary morning he was gone

When I woke in the weary morning, Lord, he was gone