by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864)

Under the willow she's sleeping
Language: English 
Under the willow she's laid with care 
(Sang a lone mother while weeping,) 
Under the willow, with golden hair, 
My little one's quietly sleeping. 

Fair, fair, and golden hair, 
(Sang a long mother while weeping,) 
Fair, fair, and golden hair, 
Under the willow she's sleeping. 

Under the willow no songs are heard, 
Near where my darling lies dreaming; 
Nought but the voice of some far off bird 
Where life and its pleasures are beaming. 

Under the willow by night and day 
Sorrowing ever I ponder; 
Free from its shadowy, gloomy ray 
Ah! never again can she wander. 

Under the willow I breathe a prayer 
Longing to linger forever 
Near to my angel with golden hair 
In lands where there's sorrowing never.


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This text was added to the website: 2015-12-26
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Word count: 122