Let Me Fly Low

Sad is the feeling dreadful the grieving

When one remains and the other must go

It won't be heaven without her beside me

Please tell the angels to let me fly low

Many a loved ones gone on to glory

Now it's my turn to be laid out and cold

I can't let go of the hand of my darling

She who was given to have and to hold

Let me fly low lord let me fly low

Let me watch o’er her when she's alone

If it's your will lord if i must go

Please tell the angels to let me fly low

Shovels of clay and a blanket of roses

Then tears will fall on my pillow of stone

That's when she'll need me so lord let me hover

Waiting to carry my darling on home

Precious the lifetime we spent together

Now everything but the memory's gone

She brings a handful of pretty white daisies

Oh what i'd give just to follow her home

Please tell the angels to let me fly low