Rankin Family Malcolm Murray lyrics

Stood alone there, out on the highway.
In the blackness, on his own.
Through the wind, rain and fury
`Folds the story of Malcolm Murray

Not an evil bone in his body,
Not a bad thought in his mind
Always drifting, home to home
To everybody he was kind

Was a hunter and a drinker
A simple life his only care
You could find him out on the backroad
Or in a tavern, alone somewhere.

Heard one day, that he`d been missing
Gone out hunting, did not return.
The sky turned cloudy, the wind grew still
For his poor soul, my heart yearned

Found him lying, in the mountains
By a stream where he loved to be
Lost a good friend and a good man
Say farewell to Malcolm Murray

It`s been said, out on the backroad.
There`s a shadow by the light of the moon
Never fear, never worry,
It`s just the memory of Malcolm Murray.

Stood alone there out on the highway.
In the blackness, on his own