Here a quiet country village stands a maple on the hill
Where I sat with my Jeanette long ago
And the stars were shining brightly and we heard the whippoorwill
As we sat beneath the maple on the hill
We would sing love songs together when the birds had gone to rest
And we'd listen to the murmur of the rill
Then I'd fold my arms around her, lay my head upon her breast
As we sat beneath the maple
On the hill
We were wedded in the summer and we settled down for life
Built a home mid the flowers by the rill
And each evening just at twilight we would take the children along
And we'd sit beneath the maple on the hill
We all sang love songs together when the birds had gone to rest
We are getting old and feeble yet the stars are shining bright
As we listen to the murmur of the rill
Will you always love me, darling, as you did that sorry night
When we sat beneath the maple on the hill
Will you think of me, my darling, when they lay me
Down to rest
Tis a little wish, oh darling, grant me praise
As you linger there in sadness thinking of the golden past
Let your tears kiss the flowers on my grave
We will soon be with the angels on that bright and peaceful shore
Even now I hear the rill
Them coming
On the hill
So goodbye
My little darling
For my time
Has come to go
I must leave you
And the maple
On the hill