Lyrics by Thomas Sloan Jr.
You ask what causes me to weep
Why he like others is not gay
What makes the tear flow down his cheek
From early morn ’til close of day
My story dear friends, you shall hear
For in my memory fresh it dweels
Twill cause you all to drop a tear
On the grave of my sweet Kitty Wells
Chorus:
The birds were singing in the morning
And the myrtle and ivy were in bloom
And the sun over the hills was a dawning
Twas then I laid her in the tomb
I never shall forget the day
That we together roamed the dells
I kissed her cheek and named the day
That I should marry Kitty Wells
But death came in my cabin door
And took from me my joy, my bride
And when I found she was no more
Then I laid my banjo down and cried
Chorus
I often wish that I was dead
And laid beside her in the tomn
The sorrow that bows down my head
Is silent in the midnight gloom
The springtime has no charms for me
Though flowers are blooming in the dells
For that bright form I do not see
Tis the form of my sweet Kitty Wells
Chorus
From Little House in the Big Woods
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