In a little Rosewood casket in the hall up on a stand There's a package of old love letters written by a true love's hand Won't you go and get them sister read them o'er to me tonight I have tried so hard to read them but the tears they blind my sight [ guitar ] Place his letters and his pictures both together by my heart With a little ring he gave me from my finger ne'er shall part When I'm dead and in my casket and deep in my grave I lie I want to be there close beside him when they lay me down to dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
