From the plains that sleep below
To the canyons open wide
Hear the song of gentle mourning
For the lost and lonesome bride

On the hill and in the valley
Where the weeping flowers hide
From the song of gentle mourning
For the lost and lonesome bride

Now he roams through hill and valley
And the canyons open wide
Singing songs of gentle mourning
For his lost and lonesome bride
For his lost and lonesome bride