ROSEWOOD CASKET
There's a little rosewood casket
Resting on a marble stand
With a pocket of old love letters
Written by my true love's hand
Go and bring them to me, sister,
Read them o'er for me tonight
I have often tried but could not,
For the tears that filled my eyes
When I'm dead and in my casket
When I gently fall asleep
Fall asleepto wake in heaven
Dearest sister do not sleep
Take his letters and his locket
Place them gently on my heart
But this golden ring that he gave me
From my finger never part