Lilly Hoskins

You’re old, Lilly Hoskins
And your head’s bending low
As you sit by your window
While the years come and go
Do you think of the old days
When your world was new
And you danced with your lover
‘Neath the pale harvest moon
And the band was playing
In three-quarter time
Are you still there dancing
Through the rooms of your mind
Are the fiddles still playing
So sweet and low
Oh, Lilly Hoskins
I’d like to know
Did you hear Davy Watson
Passed away today
He died in his sleep
Oh, it was better that way
Don’t cry, Lilly Hoskins
For you’ll meet again
And you’ll dance with each other
Like you did back then
And the band will be playing
In three-quarter time
There’ll be no more dancing
Just in your mind
And the fiddles will play
So sweet and low
Good-bye, Lilly Hoskins
I have to go
Don’t cry, Lilly Hoskins
I thought you should know