Just outside these prison bars,
the hanging tree is waiting
At sunrise I'll meet darkness
and death will say hello Darlin',
And tell me that you love me
Hold me close again before you go
Will you visit me on Sundays
Will you bring me pretty flowers
When your big blue eyes be misty,
will you brush away the tears?
A grave is filled with silence,
but if a sleeping man could hear Darling,
would I hear your footsteps up there?
Promise me that time won't
separate me from your memory
until the days of silver hair
If not for you, I know I'd lose my
Hold me close and tell me that you care
Will you visit me on Sundays?
Will you bring me pretty flowers?
Will your big blue eyes be misty,
will you brush away the tears?
The grave is filled with silence,
would I hear your footsteps up there?
Will you visit me on Sundays,
will you bring me pretty flowers?
Will your big blue eyes be misty,
will you brush away the tears?
A grave is filled with silence,
but if a sleeping man could
would I hear your footsteps up there?
