Oh my fair-haired boy, no more I'll see you walk the meadows green Or hear your song run through the fields like yon mountain streams Your ship waits on the western shore to bear you o'er from me But wait I will 'til Heaven's door my fair-haired boy to see All joy is gone that we once knew, all sorrow newly found Soon you'll in California be, or Colorado bound Let no sad tear now stain your cheek as we kiss our last good-bye Think not upon when we might meet, my love, my fair-haired boy If not in life we'll be as one, then in death we'll be And there will grow two hawthorn trees above my love and me And they will reach up to the sky and intertwined be And the hawthorn flower will bloom where lie my fair-haired boy and me And the hawthorn flower will bloom where lie my fair-haired boy and me