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I am tired and weary, I am going to sigh,
I soon must leave you, heard a sweet child cry,
Father dearest promise you'll not weep for me,
When I leave you, don't you bury me deep.
Bury me, don't bury me deep,
Where the lil birds sing and the pretty flowers creep,
Bury me, or let me sleep,
When you lay be down, don't you bury me deep.
Sunday's fathered by my graveside near,
Tell the flowers little stories which to me reveal,
That my brother, my sister, by my headstone keep,
So I may hear them, don't you bury me deep.
Bury me, don't bury me deep,
Where the lil birds sing and the pretty flowers creep,
Bury me, or let me sleep,
When you lay be down, don't you bury me deep,
When you lay be down, don't you bury me deep.
- Album:
- Ballads Of The Broken Few
- Word of Mouth
- Tales from the Barrel House
- Miscellaneous
- Hearts And Minds
- Hearts & Minds
- Word of Mouth (Deluxe Version)
- Midsomer Murders (Original Television Soundtrack)
- Inspector Barnaby (Original Television Soundtrack)
- TFF Rudolstadt 2011
- Tiny World
- Freedom Fields
- Solomon Browne
- iTunes Festival: London 2008
- Introducing... Seth Lakeman, Vol. 1
- Winter Collection 3
- The White Hare (Live)
- The White Hare
- Lady of the Sea (Hear Her Calling)
- Mercury Music Prize Compilation 2005