[Instrumental]
The snow won?t stick to the weeping willows the cold air won?t blow open the windows You?ve made it through the storm this far You can do this, dear,
(Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart) [Chorus:] Bury me beneath the willow, 'neath the weeping willow tree. When she hears that I am sleeping, maybe
Did you hear them call you Did you hear the wind of dream just passing by There is another whole world hanging there... upside down Did you see them
When morning breaks We hide our eyes and our love's aching Nothing's strange It was in our hands from 6 to 10 It slipped right out again There'll
: (Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart) [Chorus:] Bury me beneath the willow, 'neath the weeping willow tree. When she hears that I am sleeping, maybe