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 fateful day 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
Carter Family - He Took White Roses From Her Hair Lyrics
Carter Family - He Took White Roses From Her Hair Lyrics
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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 fateful day 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
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 fateful day 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