White Dove

In the deep rolling hills of old Virginia

There's a place that I love so well

Where I spent many days of my childhood

In the cabin where we loved to dwellWhite dove will mourn in sorrow

The willows will hang their heads

I'll live my life in sorrow

Since mother and daddy are deadWe were all so happy there together

In our peaceful little mountain home

But the Savior needs angels up in heaven

Now they sing around the great white throne

As the years roll by I often wonder

If we will all be together someday

And each night as I wander through the graveyard

Darkness finds me as I kneel to pray

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