Here upon the quiet country village stood the maple on the hill   There I sat with my Jeannie of long ago   When the stars were shining brightly we could hear the whippoorwill   As we sat beneath the maple on the hill   We would sing love songs together when the birds had gone to rest   And we'd listened to the murmur of the leaves   Then you throwed your arms around me laid your head upon my chest   As we sat beneath the maple on the hill   [ piano ]   Now we're getting old and feeble and our hair is turning grey   We no longer hear the rippling of the leaves   Still I always love you darling as I did those stary nights   When we sat beneath the maple on the hill   Don't forget me little darling as they lay me down to rest   Will you keep this final promise that you gave   While you linger there in silence thinking only of the past   May your teardrops kiss the flowers on my grave