Bury me under a willow
A weeping willow tree
There'll be no need to grieve my love,
The tree will cry for me
Just give a thought to the good times we had in days gone by, fill your mind with happy thoughts, there's no need to sigh,
The tree will sigh for me
When your twilight years are here and memories are hard to save, come sig beside the tree that protects me in my grave, it's the tree that weeps for me
My darling when your sad day comes please come and lie with me,
Under the beautiful willow,
The weeping willow tree,
The the tree will weep for thee..
This was written by my dad in 1997 the day before he passed away
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