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20 Christy's plantation melodies. |
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The Old Churchyard.
Music, with Piano Forte accompaniment, published by Stewart & Co., No. 210, Chesnut Street, Philadelphia.
Tread softly round, here lie the dead
Beneath the grassy mound, And death is here, in silence spread—
All is gloom around; Tread softly then, though cold it blows,
All must soon decay, And the folks I loved, beneath repose—
They have passed away.
Chorus. Oh, when I lay me down to rest
In the ground so cold and hard,
Bury me by the folks I love the best,
Bury me in the old churchyard.
Cold winter made the old house creak,
For all was dark outside, And tears roll down my mother's cheek,
Sitting by the fireside. Of another home she oft would tell,
And gently shake her hand, A home where all good darkies dwell
Far in another land.
Chorus. Oh, when I lay me down to rest, &c.
Yes, years have fled since childhood's time
And I was happy then, The churchyard's wall I used to climb
With my brother Ben. In the old churchyard he sleeps
Beside my mother dear, The churchyard bell tolls, the darkies weei
For the folks that are sleeping here. |
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Chorus. Oh, when I lay me down to rest, &c. |
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