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I LONG TO LIE, DEAR MOTHER Sung by: Mrs. T.F. Guthrie of San Antonio, TX Click here to listen to the original recording On the cool and fragrant grass, With the clear blue sky above my head, And the shadowy clouds that pass. I want the bright, bright sunshine All ‘round about my head. I’ll close my eyes, and God will think Your little boy is dead. And Christ will send his angels To take me up to him. They’ll bear me slow and quietly Up through the ether dim, And they’ll gently, gently lay me Close to the Master’s side. And when I’m sure that I’m in Heaven, My eyes I’ll open wide, And I’ll look among the angels Who stand before the throne, ‘Til I find my sister Mary, For I’m sure she must be one, And we’ll go away, dear Mother, And I’ll tell her all I’ve missed her sore, (Comment by Mrs. Guthrie: “I’ve missed it.”) All the while that she’s been gone. And then I’ll ask the angels To take me back to you. They’ll bear me slow and tenderly Down through the ether blue, And you’ll only think, dear Mother, That I’ve been out to play, And have gone to sleep beneath the trees, This sultry summer’s day.” (Comment by Mrs. Guthrie: “Now what you gonna do with that?”) |
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All Songs Recorded by John Quincy Wolf, Jr., unless otherwise noted The John Quincy Wolf Folklore Collection Lyon College, Batesville, Arkansas Back to the Song Index Back to the Wolf Collection Homepage ©Copyright 2002 Lyon College |