Paul Bunyan - Tiny's Song

Whether the sunshine upon children play
Or storms endanger the sailors at sea
In her solitude of conversation
Mother, O mother, mother, O mother
Tears arise in me

Far underground now you rest what nightfall
Would sing me to sleep in my little bed
I turn with a word that grievous long motion
Mother, O mother, mother, O mother
Too soon you were dead

Oh, never again in fatigue or fever
Shall I feel your cool hand now upon my brow
As you look up to the cherubs in heaven
Mother, O mother, mother, O mother
Look down on me now

Should a day come I hear a lover whisper
Should I stay an old maid whom the men pass by
My heart shall cherish your guardian image
Mother, O mother, 'til the day I die

Thy lightful eyes are loveliest
Thy fair life so honest, so honest
Oh, time goes by me too fast
And too shall I under death sigh
Alas, alas, alas, alas