Cherryholmes Mansions Of Kings
Daughter, dear daughter, come sit by my side
While the prairie is blooming I fear for my time
I've seen my great crossing asleep in my dreams
Hold my hand, little loved one, and listen to me
Daughter, dear daughter, when I was young
My dreams were like diamonds, I'd hold them and run
But treasures on earth are empty and cold
Your fortune will find you in the worth of your soul
When I get to Heaven all the angels will sing
And there I will dwell in the mansions of kings
They buried my mother ten years ago
Spring on the wind covered prairie the morning dove sings
I wander this earth and fear not my home
In the stillness of evening I hear her song
When I get to Heaven all the angels will sing
And there I will dwell in the mansions of kings
