Willow Tree Lyrics

Willow Tree

There's a place in history

For a man so bold

He drew a line sand

Not wanting sympathy

For growing old

His life was in his hands

His life was in his hands

His life was in his hands

Under the Willow I only feel hurt

There's not much left of me

Under the Willow tree you'll find my bones

Don't bother moving me

Under the Willow tree I'm laid to rest

There's nothing left for me

Stories he did share

Picture of joy

That he did once know

Time crept close

Scythe of life

But now his tree will grow

Under the Willow I only feel hurt

There's not much left of me

Under the Willow tree you'll find my bones

Don't bother moving me

Under the Willow tree I'm laid to rest

There's nothing left for me

Under the Willow tree I'm covered in dirt

I found my home

Under the Willow I only feel hurt

There's not much left of me

Under the Willow tree you'll find my bones

Don't bother moving me

Under the Willow tree I'm laid to rest

There's nothing left for me

Under the Willow tree I'm covered in dirt

I found my home