| My heart is sad, and I’m in sorrow
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| For the only one I love
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| When shall I see him? |
| Oh, no, never
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| 'Til I meet him in heaven above
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| Oh, bury me under the Weeping Willow tree
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| So he may know where I am sleeping
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| Perhaps will weep over me
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| They told me that he did not love me
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| I could hardly believe it was true
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| Until an angel softly whispered
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| «He has proven untrue to you»
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| Oh, bury me under the Weeping Willow tree
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| So he may know where I am sleeping
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| Perhaps he will weep over me
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| And perhaps he will weep over me
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| Tomorrow was our wedding day
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| But no, Lord, where is he?
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| He’s gone and found him another bride
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| And he cares no more for me
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| Oh, bury me under the Weeping Willow tree
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| So he may know where I am sleeping
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| And perhaps will weep over me
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| And perhaps will weep over me
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| Bury me under the violets blue
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| To prove my love to him
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| Tell him that I’d die to save him
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| His love I never could win
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| Bury me under the Weeping Willow tree
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| So he may know where I am sleeping
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| And perhaps will weep over me
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| And perhaps will weep over me
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| And perhaps will weep over me
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| Perhaps will weep over me |