Johnny my dear you have come back home
It's taken its toll being left all alone
Don't mind my face it has aged a bit,
while your face looks the same
I must admit

Johnny my sweet won't you take a seat?
I haven't seen your face in many years
Is your hair still brown?
Is your heart weighed down?
Will you come home in the morning?

What tales have you for a woman such as me
Have you seen the Rio Grande or the hills of Tennessee
Did you think of me at all on your lonesome dreary drawl
You call my name in the morning

Johnny my sweet won't you take a seat?
I haven't seen your face in many years
Is your hair still brown?
Is your heart weighed down?
Will you come home in the morning?

As for me I've been craving company
With the snow falling down there's nothing much to see
Did you miss the snow falling did you hear me softly calling
You call my name in the morning
Johnny my sweet won't you take a seat?
I haven't seen your face in many years
Is your hair still brown?
Is your heart weighed down?
Will you come home in the morning?