(Jean Ritchie)
Oh have you seen my dear companion
For he was all this world to me
I hear he's gone to come far country
And that he cares no more for me
I wish I were a swallow flying
I'd fly to a high and lonesome place
I'd join the wild birds in their crying
Thinking of you and your sweet face
Oh have you seen my dear companion
For he was all this world to me
But now the stars have turned against me
And he cares no more for me
Oh when the dark is on the mountain
And all the world has gone to sleep
I will go down to the cold waters
And there I'll lay me down and weep
Oh have you seen my dear companion
For he was all this world to me