White Dove

In the deep rolling hills of old Virginia
There´s a place there I love so well
Where I spent many days of my childhood
In the cabin where we loved´to dwell

White dove will mourn in sorrow
The willows will hang their heads
I live my life in sorrow
Since mother and daddy are dead

We were all so happy there together
In our peacefully little mountain home
But the Savior needs angels up in heaven
So now they sing around that great white throne

White dove will mourn in sorrow
The willows will hang their heads
I live my life in sorrow
Since mother and daddy are dead

As the years rolled by I often Wonder
If we would all be together someday
And Each night as I wander to the graveyard
Dakness finds me as I kneel to pray

White dove will mourn in sorrow
The willows will hang their heads
I live my life in sorrow
Since mother and daddy are dead