Little rosewood cadket
There's s little rosewood cakes Sitting on a marble stand There's a package of love letters Written by my true love's hand Will you go and get them sister And read them o'er tonight For I woke and tried, but could not For the tears would blind my sight Please go trace the lines so slowly Then I'll not miss even one For the precious hand that wrote this Its last work for me is done You have got them now, dear sister Come sit down upon my bed And press gently to your bosom This poor throbbing, aching head Tell him that I never blamed him Not an unkind word was said (spoke) Tell, oh tell him, sister, tell him That my heart in coldness broke Tell him that I never blamed him Though to me he proved untrue Tell him that'll never forget him Till I bid this world adieu When I'm dead and in my coffin And my shroud's around me bound And my little bed is ready In the cold and silent ground Place his letters and his locket Close together o'er my heart Let the little ring he gave me From my finger never part You have finished now, dear sister If you read them o'er again While I listen to you read them I will lose all sense of pain While I listen to you read them I will gently fall asleep For it's sweet to wake with Jesus Oh, dear sister, do not weep