Mother left this world of sorrow   Our home was silent and so sad   Dad took sick and had to leave us   I have no home No mother nor dad      There's a little lonesome grave yard   On these tomestones it did say   On mother's "gone but not forgotten"   On dad's "we'll meet again someday"      I often go out to the graveyard   Where they laided them down to rest   I can almost hear them whisper   Trust in god He'll do the rest      Their souls have gone up to heaven   Where they'll dwell with god above   Where they'll meet there friends and loved ones   And share with all his precious love