(Bill MonroePeter Rowan)

The wind is blowing across the mountain

Down on the valley way below

It sweeps the grave of my darling

When I die that's where I want to go



Lord send the angels for my darling

And take him to that home on high

I'll wait my time out here on earth love

And come to you when I die



I hear a voice out in the darkness

It calls and whispers through the pines

I know it's my sweetheart a-calling

I hear him through the walls of time



Lord send the angels for my darling

And take him to that home on high

I'll wait my time out here on earth love

And come to you when I die



Our names are carved upon a tombstone

I promised you before you died

Our love would bloom forever darling

When we rest side by side



Lord send the angels for my darling

And take him to that home on high

I'll wait my time out here on earth love

And come to you when I die