Village Church Yard

Village Church Yard - The Stanley Brothers

In that dear old village churchyard

I can see a mossy ground

That is where my mother's sleeping

In the cold and silent ground

I was young but I remember

When the night my mother died

There I saw her spirit fading

When she called me to her side

Saying Darlin I must leave you

Angels voices guide you home

Pray that we may meet in heaven

When your mother's dead and gone

Oft I wander to the churchyard

Flowers to plant with tender care

On the grave of my dear mother

Darkness finds me weeping there

Looking at the stars above me

Waitin for an early dawn

There by mother I'll be buried

And no more be left alone