Will You Visit Me On Sundays – Dallas Frazier – letras

Just outside these prison bars the hanging tree is waitin’At sunrise I’ll meet darkness and death will say helloDarling touch your lips to mine and tell me that you love meAnd promise me again before you goWill you visit me on Sundays will you bring me pretty flowersWill your big blue eyes be misty will you brush away a tearThe grave is filled with silence but if a sleeping man could hearDarling would I hear your footsteps up there[ strings ]Promise me that time won’t seperate me from your mem’ryThat you’ll remember me until the days of silver hairIf not for you I know I’d lose my mind before the morningHold me close and tell me that you still careWill you visit me on Sundays…Will you visit me on Sundays…