Oh ,Lynn, My Love - To the Tune of Danny Boy

Oh, Lynn, my love, the end is lowly calling me From wake to sleep, the ebbing of my life Our summer's gone and all your flowers are lying But I must go and leave you, loving wife Come to me, when all your gardens thriving Or when our land is slushed with fallen snow Yes I'll be here, whenever you come driving I'll wait for you, my love, a long time yet to go And if you come, when all your plants are dying And they are still, as still, I, so may be If you will, simply, come to the place I'm lying And plant, a little flower there for me I will hear, though soft you dig above me And all my dreams will only be of thee If you will come and whisper, you really love me I'll restfully sleep in peace, until you come to me