Whose arms I seek both night and day
Whose leaves I spy when ‘er they sway
Amongst the bush asleep does lay
Awaken lovely tree
I’ve waited long and weary past
Mid storms and rains and snowy blast
The time for you to bloom at last
Is beckoning lovely tree
Another place, another time
No weeping here oh willow mine
Oh beauteous wondrous tree
Our minds did mend and hearts did swell
While all around was swirling hell
No mind was paid to ringing bell
Thou ever thankful tree
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So seasons change and we shall sing
The song of love and hearts of Spring
With gladness that true love will bring
My lovely, willow tree
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