White Dove


In the deep rolling hills of old Virginia,
There's a place I love too well,
Where I spent many days of my childhood,
In the cabin where we loved so well

[Chorus:]

White dove will mourn in sorrow,
The willows will hang their head
I'll live my life in sorrow,
Since mother and daddy are dead

We were all so happy there together,
In our peaceful little mountain home
But the angels needed her in Heaven;
Now she sings around the great white throne

As the years roll by, I often wonder
If we'll ever be together someday
And each night as I wander to the graveyard,
Darkness finds me where I kneel to pray







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