Just outside these prison bars the hanging tree is waiting
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At sunrise I'll meet darkness and death will say hello
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Darling touch your lips to mine and tell me that you love me
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And promise me again before you go
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Will you visit me on Sundays will you bring me pretty flowers
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Will your big blue eyes be misty will you brush away a tear
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A grave is filled with silence but if a sleeping man could hear
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Darling would I hear your footsteps up there
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[ [ piano - steel ]
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Promise me that time won't seperate me from your mem'ry
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That you'll remember me until the days of silver hair
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If not for you I know I'd lose my mind before the morning
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Hold me close and tell me that you care
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Will you visit me on Sundays...
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Will You Visit Me On Sundays
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| Conway Twitty |
