The Little Box Of Pine On The 7.29 Lyrics - Marty Robbins

Dear Warden wrote a mother, how much longer must I wait 

Before you send my boy back home to me 

She little knew the angels had unlocked the prison gates 

And the one she loved had already been set free 

The Warden read the letter and then he sadly cried 

As with these words the sorrow he replied 

There's little box of pine on the seven twenty nine 

Bringing back a lost sheep to the fold 

For a pardon from above has returned the one you loved 

It is the saddest story ever has been told 

For he's takin' his last ride never more this world to roam 

On his face there is a smile for he knows he's going home 

There's a little box of pine on the seven twenty nine 

Bringing back a lost sheep to the fold 

The church was filled with music as the service did begin 

His broken hearted folks were gathered there 

The preacher told the story of a boy who'd gone astray 

The heavy load his loved ones had to pay.