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.