White Dove کے بول

In the deep rolling hills of old Virginia There's a place I love so well Where I spent many days of my childhood In the cabin where we loved to dwell White dove will mourn in sorrow The willow(s) will hang their head I live my life in sorrow Since mother and daddy are dead We were all so happy there together In our peaceful little country home But the saviour needs angels up in heaven Now they sing around the great white throne White dove will mourn in sorrow The willow(s) will hang their head I live my life in sorrow Since mother and daddy are dead As the years roll by I often wonder Will we all meet together someday And each night as I wander through the graveyard Darkness finds me where I kneel to pray