Well the golden gra**y plain Is enough to make me love you And where your garden grows Well I know my heart is there When I gather up your name And you promise that you love me Well the fire burns out slow By the water dark and cold Helena, Helena my love In the morning I should go I saw you in the glaze Of the water by the creek bed And when the wind did blow Well I saw a war time ghost And Lord you know I'm dying But I long to see your glory So the day the world goes dark Darling don't you cry for me Caroline, Caroline my love In the morning I'll be gone