orphan girl

One of our (beloved) family holiday traditions is singing.  Usually my sister plays the piano and leads us in singing favorite old hymns.  Then the guitars and mandolins are pulled out and the folk music begins. 

Yesterday my brother's lovely girlfriend played and sang for us Gillian Welch's  Orphan Girl, lyrics below: 

I am an orphan on God's highway
But I'll share my troubles if you go my way

I have no mother, no father
No sister, no brother
I am an orphan girl

I have had friendships pure and golden
The ties of kinship have not known them

I know no mother, no father
No sister, no brother
I am an orphan girl

But when He calls me I will be able
To meet my family at God's table

I'll meet my mother, my father
My sister, my brother
No more an orphan girl

Blessed Savior make me willing
Walk beside me until I'm with them

Be my mother, my father
My sister, my brother
I am an orphan girl
I am an orphan girl

In the middle of the song, Chickadee blurts out "That was me."