Portrait of My Wife

In vain, I try to dry a tear which falls down from my eyes It makes me think of the one I love who in the cold grave lies My heart is very sad, I vow on thing cheers me through my life The only merit I have left, the portrait of my wife Roll away those lonely days, roll from up above Raise your glass to the one you love Roll away those lonely days, roll from up above Raise your glass to the one you love She gave it with the parting kiss, she gave it with a sigh And said "Dear husband, do take this before I say goodbye" And let me place it round your neck while I've got one breath of life And I hope you'll never once forget, this portrait of your wife Roll away those empty days, roll from up above Raise your glass to the one you love Roll away those empty days, roll from up above Raise your glass to the one you love I see her in my dreams at night, I think of her by day To me she was an angel bright, but now she's far away I wear her portrait near my heart, I'll treasure it through life And with it, I will never part his portrait of my wife Roll away those hollow days, roll from up above Raise your glass to the one you love Roll away those hollow days, roll from up above Raise your glass to the one you love --- Portrait of My Wife - Seth Lakeman