Fair Haired Boy

Oh my fair-haired boy, no more I'll see you walk the meadows green

Or hear your song run through the fields like yon mountain streams

Your ship waits on the western shore to bear you o'er from me

But wait I will 'til Heaven's door my fair-haired boy to see

All joy is gone that we once knew, all sorrow newly found

Soon you'll in California be, or Colorado bound

Let no sad tear now stain your cheek as we kiss our last good-bye

Think not upon when we might meet, my love, my fair-haired boy

If not in life we'll be as one, then in death we'll be

And there will grow two hawthorn trees above my love and me

And they will reach up to the sky and intertwined be

And the hawthorn flower will bloom where lie my fair-haired boy and me

And the hawthorn flower will bloom where lie my fair-haired boy and me

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