Matilda Lyrics - Marty Robbins

Matilda with your calloused hands 

Where Will goes you will follow in search of better land 

Matilda never mind where you have been 

Forget about Missouri forget about your kin 

Matilda it's too bad your baby's gone 

But he's rested in his cradle by the river 

Neath a simple grave of stone 

Matilda musn't let Will see you cry 

Covered wagons keep on rolling never question or ask why 

Matilda work your fingers to the bone 

Read your Bible pray the Indians might spare you 

Till you and Will reach your new home 

Matilda just five hundred miles to go 

You know Will's so proud of you though he never tells you so 

Matilda Matilda