| Bury me beneath the willow, 'neath the weeping willow tree
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| When she hears that I am sleeping, maybe then, she’ll think of me
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| My heart is sad and I am lonely. |
| Dreaming of the one that I love
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| When will I see her? |
| I know not when, not unless it’s up in heaven above
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| Bury me beneath the willow, 'neath the weeping willow tree
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| When she hears that I am sleeping, maybe then, she’ll think of me
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| My heart is sad and I am lonely. |
| Dreaming of the one that I love
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| When will I see her? |
| I know not when, not unless it’s up in heaven above
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| She told me that she really loved me. |
| How could I believe her untrue
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| When all the angels seemed to whisper she will prove untrue to you?
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| Bury me beneath the willow, 'neath the weeping willow tree
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| When she hears that I am sleeping, maybe then, she’ll think of me
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| My heart is sad and I am lonely. |
| Dreaming of the one that I love
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| When will I see her? |
| I know not when, not unless it’s up in heaven above
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| Maybe then she’ll think of me. |
| Ooooo |