Lift My Head

 I cannot find the one I love

The sweetheart I’ve been dreaming of

Her long brown hair down to her waist

It’s like looking God right in the face

Have you, by chance, seen this fair maid?

You’d know her by her pretty braid

Hers are the bluest ocean eyes

They’re always looking for the light

Never will I rest ‘til I see my Queen

‘Neath the willow tree

I will kneel before her

She will lift my head

Could she be in another’s arms

Already wed ‘til death do part?

Or maybe death’s already come

And stole away my only one

I pray these things be untrue

For I would know not what to do

If I could never hold the girl

For whom I would forsake the world

Never will I rest ‘til I see my Queen

‘Neath the willow tree

I will kneel before her

She will lift my head

I cannot find the one I love

The sweetheart I’ve been dreaming of

I’ll search to the edge of the earth

For that be what her love is worth