Just outside these prison bars a 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 hold me close once more before I go
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Will you visit me on Sunday 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 you'd hear my footsteps up here
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[ piano + steel ]
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I promise you that time won't seperate you from my mem'ry
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That I'll remember you 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 Sunday...
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Yes I'll you visit you on Sunday and I'll bring you pretty flowers
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Will You Visit Me On Sunday
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| Loretta Lynn |
