My love is dead and buried yonder
beneath the weeping willow tree.
What wrecks my life and makes me wonder
is because she died for me.
Then lay me down in death beside her, for she's all this life to me,
that I may join and e'er caress her, in a land beyond the sea.
Yes, she died before I told her
that I loved her true and kind,
and that I did not mean to fool her,
but she left me to repine.
Then lay me down in death beside her, for she's all this life to me,
that I may join and e'er caress her, in a land beyond the sea.
God, shall I ever get forgiveness
for the deeds that I have done,
and meet up yonder her sweet charming,
for I know she did me some.
Then lay me down in death beside her, for she's all this life to me,
that I may join and e'er caress her, in a land beyond the sea.