Cat. #1384 (MFH #684) - As sung by Lucy Bird, Mountain Home, Arkansas on December 31, 1971
VERSE 1
O, hush my love, you'll break my heart
I hate to hear you cry
For the best friends on earth must part
And it's why not you and I
VERSE 2
O, who will shoe your little feet
And, who will glove your hand
And, who will kiss your red rosy cheeks
When I'm in some far off land
VERSE 3
My Papa will shoe my little feet
My Momma will glove my hands
An' you may kiss my red rosy cheeks
When you return from th far off land
VERSE 4
O, hush my love, you'll break my heart
I hate to hear you cry
For th best of friends on earth must part
An' it's why not you and I
VERSE 5
O, don't you hear that lonesome little dove
A flying from pine to pin
Perhaps it's lost its own true love
O, I'm a weepin' for mine
VERSE 6
O, hush my love, you'll break my heart
I hate to hear you cry
For th best of friends on earth must part
An' it's why not you and I