Till I Meet You in the Grave Lyrics

In the shadow of her trunk

Tracing grooves along her side

Heaven bless this tree, which hovers

Above his body, near to mine

One hundred thirty-seven days

One hundred thirty-six I have known

He is left this world for kinder place

He is left his body home

His mother takes it day by day

His father dare not stew

His brother raps poetic verse

I wrote a song or two

Five brothers loved within these halls

Four brothers now remain

Though tears are endless destined fall

Ever joy bound to your name

I remember summers, childhood games

I remember winters, too

In our hearts, the man you had become

And I'm so proud of you, sweet James

Like the morning fog, every day you're gone

Every day I here remain

How I'll miss your face upon my face

Your name upon my lips

Oh, but the sound that I'll miss the most

If it's heard, I'll surely collapse

Your laughter, sweetest James, I love

And I fear to live without

You had shaved your face for the Wiley Road

And I could not look away

I'm so glad I held it in my hands

Fore Fate we two betrayed

I won't ever let you go, sweet James

I will sing to you most days

And I pledge to muster art and song

Till I meet you in the grave

Till I meet you in the grave

Till I meet you in the grave