A little child on a sickbed lay,
And death was very near.
He was the pride and the only child of a railroad engineer.

His duty had called him from those he loved,
And seeing that hope was dim.
While a tear he shed to his wife he said,
#147#Just have two lanterns trimmed."

(Chorus)
Just hang a light when I pass tonight.
Hang it where it can be seen.
If the baby's dead then show the red.
If he's better then show the green.

In a little shack,
By the railroad track,
A mother with watchful eyes.
Saw a gleam of hope in a tender smile,
As the train went rushing by,
Just one short look,
Was his only chance?
To see the light a gleam.
In the midnight air their rose a prayer.
Thank god the light was green.

(Chorus)
Just hang a light when I pass tonight.
Hang it where it can be seen.
If the baby's dead then show the red.
If he's better then show the green.