This song was born out of what happened one night at the Home for the Aged in Big Daman. A sick old lady had been left in the home because the wife of her only son did not want her in their house. The visits of her son decreased over the months while the permanent pain in her arm increased till it was so unbearable that night that she walked to the beach in the dead of night and laid down in the water to sleep and never wake up. But the tide was receding and local fishermen (not the Great Fisherman!) found her fast asleep in the wee hours of the morning!
V1 She sits there all alone By the window of the institution She’s dressed up for the evening Looks like she’s waiting for someone dear (Yes, she’s waiting for someone) She looks out expectantly Into the fading daylight outside But no, there is no one calling on her
V2 She gets up all by herself And then she limps back into the dorm She rests her head on the pillow And through the tears Thinks of her son (He has forsaken her) Her lips move as she whispers “Lord, watch & keep him when I am gone Ah! Till we meet someday up there in paradise”
CH1 No one to talk to, when she’s feeling so blue No one to cry on, when the pain comes on No one to lean on, when she cannot go on She’s a destitute woman (x 4) Just a destitute woman
V3 So she lays awake all the night thru Still she’s all dressed up Waiting for someone She looks up expectantly Up at the ceiling, ready for Him (Always ready for Him) Tonight she’s very sure That the Lord will knock on her door Ah! Yes, tonight He’ll be callin’ on her
CH2 And then there’ll be, no more feeling the blues No limp, no shame, no more tears of pain No ‘old’, no ‘young’, no more sorrow beyond She’ll be destitute no more (Repeat Ch2 & fade out)
https://noelgama.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/winner.jpg00Noel Gamahttps://noelgama.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/winner.jpgNoel Gama2005-05-16 13:11:002005-05-16 13:11:00The Miracle at the Home for the Aged