Lyrics:

I met her at the mission
Living just this side of sin
Her mouth was soft and when she spoke
Lord, I fell right in

She had a baby in a blanket
A dollar and a half
She looked a little leery
She let out a little laugh

Opened up my overcoat
Invited them inside
Two fragile little flowers
With nowhere left to hide

She said her old man left her
Just before the baby came
I could feel the tears well up inside
Each time she spoke his name

Swing low, swing low
Sweet angel face
Why would such a simple child
Come to such a place?

We talked until the wind died down
Baby woke and stirred
She made a little hushing sound
Spoke some magic word

The baby yawned and smiled at me
But she said,
"We can't stay
"
She thanked me for my kindness
Turned and walked away

Swing low, swing low
Sweet angel face
Why would such a simple child
Come to such a place?

I think about them all the time
Hope they found their home
Seems that it's my calling now
To walk these streets alone

Sometimes when the wind is right
I can smell her sweet perfume
I think about the warm embrace
That ended all too soon

Swing low, swing low
Sweet angel face
Why would such a simple child
Come to such a place?

Oh, oh, oh, why would such a simple child
Come to such a place?