Under the willow she's sleeping

Under the willow she's laid with care

(Sang a lone mother while weeping,)

Under the willow, with golden hair,

My little one's quietly sleeping.

Chorus:

Fair, fair, and golden hair,

(Sang a long mother while weeping,)

Fair, fair, and golden hair,

Under the willow she's sleeping.

Under the willow no songs are heard,

Near where my darling lies dreaming;

Nought but the voice of some far off bird

Where life and its pleasures are beaming.

Under the willow by night and day

Sorrowing ever I ponder;

Free from its shadowy, gloomy ray

Ah! never again can she wander.

Under the willow I breathe a prayer

Longing to linger forever

Near to my angel with golden hair

In lands where there's sorrowing never.