Mourning Song

From the plains that sleeps below,

to the canyons open wide,

hear the song of gentle mourning,

for the lost and lonesome bride.

On the hill and in the valley,

where the weeping flowers hide,

from the song of a gentle mourning,

for the lost and lonesome bride.

Now he roams through hill and valley,

and the canyons open wide,

singing songs of gentle mourning,

for his lost and lonesome bride,

for his lost and lonesome bride.