He was tough
Said he'd lived a good long life, and he'd seen a lot
Watched eighty-two years fly by and three kids grow up
Seen 'em all have kids and grandkids of their ownHe was brave
He was scared to die, well, you couldn't see it on his face
Like a soldier he marched through his numbered days
Made his peace with God, and then he was goneAnd I cried
Oh, I cried
I tried to hold my head high
It ended up in my handsAnd I cried
Oh, I cried
There was nothing I could do
So that was all I could do
She was strong
Held his hand when he was barely holdin' on
She told him, "Don't worry 'bout me, I'll get along
You go on to Heaven; go on and rest"Now she's alone
Livin' the life that's too much for one
Just last night on the telephone
I could hear the lonely in her laughAnd I cried
Oh, I cried
Tried to hold my head high
Ended up in my handsI cried
Oh, I cried
There was nothing I could do
So that was all I could do
I cried
Oh, I cried
Tried to hold my head high
It ended up in my handsI cried
Oh, I cried
There was nothing I could do
So that was all I could do
Oh, there was nothing I could do
So I cried