I passed the day at the mourning tree,
Where the river's sorrows run deep
And all at once a host of birds
Did settle and nest around me In their song,
I heard your song
I heard the farmer's droll (?)
Beneath those birds and the swinging wheat (?)
I heard you coming home
Oh my love where did you fly?
After you came home to me
Like the night shine you left me here
To nest in the mourning tree.
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