He Took White Roses From Her Hair

Oh Willie my darling come back
I will ever be faithful and true
Oh Willie my darling come back
I'll forever be faithful to you

I remember once that he said
He loved me better than his life
He called me his darling his wife
Then asked me to be his own bride

Oh darling he said I am sure
Your heart is made of a stone
He took a white rose from my hair
Then left me a standing alone

The next faithful ? Willie was dead
He was found in the pond near the mill
Oh the clear precious waters so fair
That flows from the branch of the hills

His blue eyes were forever closed
And damp was his golden hair
And close to his pale lips was found
The white rose he took from my hair