Sung by: Mrs. E.P.J. Garrott
Recorded in Batesville, AR, 7/18/52
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Like a flower thy spirit did depart.
It has gone, alas, like the many
That have bloomed in the winter of my heart.
I shall never more behold thee . . .
-Gap in Tape-
Shall I never more behold thee,
Never hear thy winning voice again?
When the springtime comes, gentle Annie,
And the wildflowers are scattered over the plains.
Also found in Randolph, Vol. IV, #701.