Just outside these prison bars, the hanging tree is waiting
At sunrise I'll meet darkness, and death will say hello
Darling, touch your lips to mine, and tell me that you love me
Promise me again before you go
Will you visit me on Sunday, will you bring me pretty flowers
Will your big blue eyes, will you give me a kiss
Will your eyes be misty, will you brush away a tear
A grave is filled with silence, but if a sleeping man could hear
Darling, would I hear your footsteps up there
Promise me that time won't separate me from your memory
That you'll remember me until the days of silver hair
If not for you, I know I'd lose my mind before the morning
Hold me close, I know I'd lose my mind before the morning

Come closer and tell me that you care
And will you visit me on Sunday, will you bring me pretty flowers
Will your big blue eyes be misty, will you brush away a tear
A grave is filled with silence, but if a sleeping man could hear
hear
darling
would I
hear
your
footsteps
up there
will you
visit me
on Sunday
will you
bring me
pretty
flowers
will your
big blue
eyes be
misty
will you
brush
away
the
dew