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Collected by: Douglas Haynie Sung by: Mr. R.K. Moore
for Miss. M.C. Parler Benton, Arkansas
April 3, 1961
Reel 383, Item 5
I AM DYING BROTHER DYING
(The Dying Californian)
I am dying brother dying Soon you'll miss me in your birth And my form will soon be lying Beneath the ocean's briny seerf.
Tell my sister I remember Every kind and parting word And my heart has been keept tender Since the memories thou hath stired
Tell them I never found a haven Where I sought that precious dust But I gained a place called Heaven Where the gold does never rust.
Listen brother catch each wisper Tis my wife I speak of now Tell oh, tell her how I missed her When the fever burned my brow
Tell my sife to kiss my children As a kiss I once impressed Fold them closely to her bousom Fold them closely to her breast.
Give them early to their Maker Putting all her trust in God And He never will forsake her For He said so in His word.