| Lyrics: | Bob ShaneNick ReynoldsJohn Stewart
Chorus:
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 love.
When will I see her? I know not when,
not unless it's up in heaven above.
(Chorus)
She told me that she really loved me.
How could I believe her untrue
When all the angels seemed to whisper she will prove untrue to
you?
(Chorus)
Maybe then she'll think of me. Ooooo. |
