Just outside these prison bars a 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 Sundays, 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

Darling, would I hear your footsteps up there.



Promise me that time won't seperate me from your mem'ry

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 and tell me that you care.



Will you visit me on Sundays, 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

Darling, would I hear your footsteps up there.



Will you visit me on Sundays, 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

Darling, would I hear your footsteps up there...