Old Village Churchyard

n the dear
Old village churchyard
I can see a
Messy mound
There is where
My mother’s sleeping
In the
Cold and silent ground
I was young
But I remember
I was young
But I remember
Well, the night my mother died
The night my mother died
I could see her spirit fading
(I could see
Her spirit fading)
When she called me to her side
(When she, yeah
Called me to her side)
Saying, «Darling I must leave you»
Angels' voices guide you on
Pray that we may meet in heaven
Where your mother’s dead and gone
On the grave of
My dear mother
Darkness finds me
Weeping there