Bury Me Beneath The Willow

D G Bury me beneath the willow D A7 'Neath that weeping willow tree D G When she comes she'll find me sleeping D A7 D Then perhaps she'll think of me D G It's many a night while you're sleeping D A7 Sleeping in your sleeping clothes D G I'm a poor boy, broken hearted D A7 D Listenin' to the wind that blows D G Bury me beneath the willow D A7 'Neath that weeping willow tree D G When she comes she'll find me sleeping D A7 D Then perhaps she'll think of me D G Tomorrow was to be our wedding D A7 God, oh Lord, where can she be D G She has gone to find another D A7 D She no longer cares for me D G Bury me beneath the willow D A7 'Neath that weeping willow tree D G When she comes she'll find me sleeping D A7 D Then perhaps she'll think of me