Come all you tenderhearted Your attention I will call Ill tell you how it started Come listen one and all Last Wednesday, there was a light Seen shining on the hills A mother and her daughter might While everything was still She went into a neighbors Some hundred yards away She sat down and talked with them But she did not mean to see Dont stay to long dear mother there For well be lonesome here Ill give some ... she said Then Ill return again But when she started home again Her house was in flames She cried Oh Lord, my babies are gone And Im the one to blame She cried Alas, how sad they sleep Wrapped up in the red hot flame She bursted all asunder then And the flames rolled over her head Their little bones lay on the ground They both lay face to face Each other did entwine Each other did embrace
flame, tenderhearted, bursted, cried, started