Bury Me in the Morning, Mother |
Stephen Foster, 1863
Lay me down where the grass is green, mother, Beneath the willow shade, Where the murmuring winds will mourne, mother, The wreck that death has made. Chorus: Bury me in the morning, And mourn not at my loss, For I'll join the beautiful army That carried the Saviour's cross.
2. Never sorrow or sigh for me, mother, |
3. I have heard the songs of the blest, mother, And angels are drawing near To carry me o'er the stream, mother, That mortals dread and fear. Chorus:
4. You must promise to come to me, mother, |