Cat. #0851 (MFH #656) - As sung by Ollie Gilbert, Mountain View, Arkansas on August 27, 1969.
VERSE 1 Turn me gentle when I'm dying Turn me gentle to the sun Let me see my last refading That will mark my journey's run When my pulse is thru beating An' my limbs grow'in cold Dress me in some spotless wardrobe An' my arms across me fold
VERSE 2 Bur' me in some quiet graveyard Where my rest'in place shall be If it please thee brother stranger O'er my body plant a tree Plant it with the greenest branches Pointing upward to the sky It will tell to all that passes That the soul will never die
VERSE 3 In it stood a weep'in willow With its twig bent to the ground It will hear the body slumbering In the dust beneath the ground Plant it with the greenest branches Pointing upward to the sky It will tell to all that passes That the soul will never die