Maple On The Hill

In a quiet country village stood a maple on the hill Where I sat with my Geneva long ago As the stars were shining brightly we could hear the whippoorwill As we sat beneath the maple on the hill We would sing love songs together when the birds had gone to rest We would listen to the murmur o'er the hill Will you love me, little darling as you did those starry nights As we sat beneath the maple on the hill Don't forget me, little darling when they lay me down to die Just one little wish, my darling, that I pray As you linger there in sadness thinking darling of the past Let your teardrops kiss the flowers on my grave I will soon be with the angels on that bright and peaceful shore Even now I hear them coming o'er the hill So goodbye, my little darling It is time for us to part I must leave you 'neath the maple on the hill --- Maple on the Hill - The Stanley Brothers and Clinch Mountain Boys