Bury me beneath the willow, 'neath the weeping willow tree. when
She hears that i am sleeping, maybe then, she'll think of me.
My heart is sad and i am lonely. dreaming of the one that i
When will i see her? i know not when, not unless it's up in
She told me that she really loved me. how could i believe her
When all the angels seemed to whisper she will prove untrue to
Maybe then she'll think of me. ooooo.