American Old Time Song Lyrics: 02 Let The Dead And The Beautiful Rest

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 2

Let the Dead and the Beautiful Rest

Let the dead and the beautiful rest;
Make her grave 'neath the willow by the stream,
Where the wind-harps will whisper o'er the blest,
Like the song of some angel in our dreams,
Oh, so young and fair, with her bright golden hair.*

Chorus.
Let her sleep, let her sleep,
Let her sleep 'neath the willow by the stream.
Let her sleep, let her sleep,
Let her sleep 'neath the willow by the stream.

Let the dead and the beautiful rest,
For the Spring-time is coming with its flow'rs,
When the wild rose will blossom o'er her breast,
As the song birds will wile away the hours.-Chorus.

Let the dead and the beautiful rest
Where the long drooping willow branches wave,
While the moon slowly sinking in the West,
Leaves the stars keeping vigil o'er her grave.-Chorus.