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. Chorus: 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.
- by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864), "Under the willow she's sleeping" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864), "Under the willow she's sleeping", published 1860. [voice and piano] [text verified 1 time]
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