I saw my gentle Mother Fast fading day by day And like a captive songster Her spirit soared away. And oh they say my father Was buried in the sea But they buried Sister Mary Beneath the linden tree. And oh, alas, how dreary The earth was cold and chill With no one left to cheer me But gentle brother Will. We loved each other fondly And roamed the world with glee But now he sleeps dear Willie Beneath the linden tree. I know that I am dying I'm fading fast away Like mist clouds on the ocean Like night before the day. I soon shall join the circle And happy, happy, be And then they'll lay me down to rest Beneath the linden tree
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