Close by
Bill Monroe, Robert Van Winkle You've gone so far away, my darling Each time I think of you I cry I press your picture to my bossom Then I feel that you're close by Years your passed, you've not returned, dear Now they say that you have died But your soul will live forever Now I know you'll be close by I saw you last while you were leavin' the tears from you I tried to hide You took me in your arms and said, dear Your memory I keep close by They buried you in a lonely graveyard And a spot they left beside there I'll sleep 'till Jesus calls us So that we can be close by