Bury Me Beneath the Willow

Bury Me Beneath the Willow (把我葬在柳樹下) - Woody Guthrie

Bury me beneath the willow

Neath that weeping willow tree

When she comes she'll find me sleeping

Then perhaps she'll think of me

It's many a night while you're sleeping

Sleeping in your sleeping clothes

I'm a poor boy broken hearted

Listenin' to the wind that blows

Bury me beneath the willow

Neath that weeping willow tree

When she comes she'll find me sleeping

Then perhaps she'll think of me

Tomorrow was to be our wedding

God oh lord where can she be

She has gone to find another

She no longer cares for me

Bury me beneath the willow

Neath that weeping willow tree

When she comes she'll find me sleeping

Then perhaps she'll think of me