Douglas Moore: The Ballad of Baby Doe: The Willow Song (Musical Moments)

Willow, where we met together

Willow, when our love was new

Willow, if he once should ne'er return

Pray tell him I am weeping, too

So far from each other

While the days pass in their emptiness away

Oh, my love, must it be forever

Never once again to meet as on that day

And never rediscover the way of telling

The way of knowing how the hearts would say

Gone are the ways of pleasure

Gone are the friends I had of yore

Only the recollection's fading

Of the word that was spoken evermore

Willow, where we met together

Willow, when our love was new

Willow, if he once should ne'er return

Pray tell him I am weeping, too