Bury Me Beneath The Willows

Words & Music:

Traditional American(?)



G       C

Bury me beneath the willows,

G                        D

Under the weeping willow tree.

G                   C

When she hears that I am sleeping,

G     D                     G

Maybe then, she'll think of me.


My heart is sad and I'm in sorrow,

Weeping for the one I love.

When I shall see her, oh, no never,

'Til we meet in heaven above.




Tomorrow was to be our wedding,

But Lord, oh Lord, where can she be?

She's gone, she's gone to find another,

She no longer cares for me.




She told me that she did not love me.

I couldn't believe it was true.

Until and angel softly whispered,

"She no longer cares for you."




Place on my grave a snow-white lily,

To prove my love for her was true.

To show the world I died of grieving,

For her love I could not win.


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