Rosewood Casket Lyrics - Ghost Of David - Damien Jurado

There's a little rosewood casket 

That is resting on a stand 

There's a package of old letters 

Written by loved one's hand 

Go and bring them to me, brother 

Come and sit upon my bed 

Lay your head upon my pillow 

While each cherished line is read 

Read them gently to me, brother 

Read them til I fall asleep 

Fall asleep to wake in Heaven 

Oh dear brother, do not weep 

Last night I saw him walking 

With a lady by his side 

And I thought I heard him tell her 

She could never be his bride 

When at last I'm gone forever 

And my friends are gathered 'round 

When my narrow grave is ready 

In some lonesome church yard ground 

There's a little rosewood casket 

That is resting on a stand 

There's a package of old letters 

Written by loved one's hand