| In the spring of 1856, with the snow still on the ground
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| Two little boys were lost in the mountains above the town
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| The father went out hunting; |
| the boys had stayed behind
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| While mother tended to her chores, they wandered from her side
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| The two had gone to follow him and lost their way instead
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| By dusk the boys had not been found and fear had turned to dread
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| Two hundred men had gathered there to comb the mountainside
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| The fires were built on the highest peak in hopes they’d see the light
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| Oh Mommy and Daddy, why can’t you hear our cries?
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| The day is almost over, soon it will be night
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| We’re so cold and hungry and our feet are tired and sore
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| We promise not to stray again from our cabin door
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| Now Jacob Dibert woke one night from a strange and eerie dream
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| He saw a path between two hills near a dark and swollen stream
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| He told his wife he saw the boys huddled close beside a log
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| For two more nights, the dream returned, this vision sent from God
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| Oh Mommy and Daddy, why can’t you hear our cries?
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| The day is almost over, soon it will be night
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| We’re so cold and hungry and our feet are tired and sore
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| We promise not to stray again from our cabin door
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| A thousand men had searched in vain the west side of Bob’s Creek
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| But Jacob’s wife knew of this place and said to travel east
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| With a guide to take him there, Jacob came upon the scene
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| And found the boys cold and still, beneath the old birch tree
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| Oh Mommy and Daddy, look past the tears you cry
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| We’re both up in heaven now; |
| God is by our side
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| As you lay us down to rest in the presence of the Lord
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| Know that we will meet you here at heaven’s door
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| Oh Mommy and Daddy, look past the tears you cry
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| We’re both up in heaven now; |
| God is by our side
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| And as you lay us down to rest in the presence of the Lord
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| Know that we will meet you here at heaven’s door |