(Dallas Frazier)   Conway Twitty & Loretta Lynn      Just outside these prison bars a hanging tree is waiting   At sunrise I'll meet darkness and death will say, Hello.   Darling, touch your lips to mine and tell me that you love me   And promise me again, before I go.      Will you visit me on Sunday, will you bring me pretty flowers   Will your big blue eyes be misty, will you brush away a tear   A grave is filled with silence, but if a sleeping man could hear   Darling, would I hear your footsteps up there?      --- Instrumental ---      Promise me that time won't seperate me from your mem'ry   That you'll remember me until the days of silver hair   If not for you I know I'd lose my mind before the morning   Hold me close and tell me that you care.      Will you visit me on Sunday, will you bring me pretty flowers   Will your big blue eyes be misty, will you brush away a tear   A grave is filled with silence, but if a sleeping man could hear   Darling, would I hear your footsteps up there?..