Collected by Sue Holley and
Sung by Mr. Frank Poole Fayetteville, Arkansas August 4, 1959
Helen McAllister For Mary Celestia Parler Transcribed by Sue Holley
and Helen McAllister
Reel 290, Item 13
It's raise the window, Mother darling, For no air can harm me now It’s let the breeze that blow in on me For to cool my fevered brow.
Death will soon relieve my sorrow Soon will cease this aching heart But I have a dying message,
We must meet before we part.
There is one, you know him, Mother, Though I need not speak his name, You'll remember how he sought me And with loving words he came.
You'll remember how I trusted,
And my thoughts were all him;
It's close the window, Mother darling, For my eyes are growing dim.
It's take this ring from off my finger Where he placed it long ago;
It's give it to him with a blessing Which in dying I bestow.
Tell it is a token, Mother,
All of forgiveness and of peace;
Tell him, hush, his voice I hear it, Will it's watching never cease?
It's gladly I'll obey the summons To a fair and better land,
Where the hearts of none is broken But will join a holy band.
When life's troubles all are over,
And you see me grieve no more,
It's do not weep but think me waiting For you on the other shore.
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