X: 1
T:Sons of Sorrow
S:Digital Tradition, sonsrrow
N:See also "What's the Life of a Man" for similar theme
B:From Southern Mountain Folksongs, McNeil
B:Collected from Almeda Riddle
Z:dt:sonsrrow
M:2/4
L:1/8
Q:1/4=100
W:Hail! ye sighing sons of sorrow;
W:Come learn with me your certain doom;
W:Learn with me what's your fate tomorrow
W:Dead and perhaps laid in the tomb!
W:See all nature fading, dying!
W:Silent, all things seem to pine;
W:Life from vegetation flying,
W:Brings to our mind the mouldering vine.
W:
W:Lo! in yonder forest standing,
W:Those lofty cedars; see them nod!
W:Scenes of nature, how surprising!
W:But read, in nature, nature's God.
W:While the annual frosts is cropping
W:Leaves and tendrils from the trees,
W:So our friends are yearly dropping
W:We are but like to one of these.
K:G
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