Chalk Cat
The life of a singer is a hard row to hoe Driving in the wind, the rain and the snow All night on the highway with miles left to go Towns you never heard of, people you don't know Chalk cat on a doorstep, smile across her face Stew pot overflowing with her warmth and grace Like her mother before her, she's gentle and kind Way down in Kansas, on the Oklahoma line The hobos of yesterday would always make a sign On the doorway of someone who was so very kind They'd draw a cat on the sidewalk , where it wasn't hard to find To help the next traveler, ease their troubled mind Chorus Friends in town or cites, help lighten up the load A beacon of sunshine on the dark and lonely road We sing and talk till midnight, awaken at dawn With wet eyes and good byes, sing our farewell song