William Elliott Whitmore - We'll Carry On lyrics

The trees are growing You planted on the hill when you were young The fence is still holding The posts were set so long ago The stories you told me Echo inside my weary head Lessons you taught me Got me through when things turned bad The shotgun is loaded That hangs above the kitchen door When you took sick we all knew You wouldn't be around to protect us anymore The birds are still singing Our earthly cares don't worry them Melodies from the trees Come down through the leaves and limbs We still have our songs Let us sing them all day long The hour of need is here indeed This is how we'll carry on