I came to the place where Dad lay And pensively stood by his tomb When in a low whisper I heard something say: "How sweetly I sleep here alone
The tempest may howl and the loud thunder roar And gathering storms may arise But calm is my feeling, at rest is my soul The tears are all wiped from my eyes
The calls of my master compelled me from home No kindred or relative nigh I met the contagion and sank to my tomb My soul flew to mansions on high
Go tell my companion and children most dear To weep not for me now I'm gone The same hand that led me through seas most severe Has kindly assisted me home".Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
