Precious Gift

I was sitting in an old wooden room A sign on the wall said Café
An old man and woman at a booth all their own
I heard the old gentleman say
Me I come from the North Shore, and I played with the North Shore Kings
When I was young I carried an axe, but now days I just carry things
I married a beauty named Molly and I loved her with all of my might
Now the children have grown, and Molly, she's gone
Me, I live all alone

That's a precious gift, like a smile from a child
Oh oh oh precious gift, like a garden growing wild
Providence and love, they could be blessings from above
Oh oh oh precious gifts, like a hand for a glove

The lady beside him smiled sweetly, a beauty from a faraway day
She warmed up her hands on the mug that she held
And I heard that old doll say

Me, I came here from somewhere, in search of nothing that I found
When I was young I turned all their heads but I wound up just bumming around
Did I think I could find love from the pool halls and bar stools of town
When the music had died and the boys had gone home
I found I was there all alone

That's a precious gift, like a smile from a child
Oh oh oh precious gift, like a garden growing wild
Providence and love, they could be blessings from above
Oh oh oh precious gifts, like a hand for a glove

I finished my beer then I paid off my tab, thought I'd hail me a cab
I tipped my hat to the table where they sat
They looked at one another and said
I'm so glad that I found you, in this café where we share cups of tea
Near the end of our days we've come a long ways
And what we want is just some company

That's a precious gift, like a smile from a child
Oh oh oh precious gift, like a garden growing wild
Providence and love, could they be blessings from above
Oh oh oh precious gifts, like a hand for a glove