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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mighty Poplar
Mighty Poplar
Performer
Andrew Marlin
Andrew Marlin
Performer
Noam Pikelny
Noam Pikelny
Performer
Chris Eldridge
Chris Eldridge
Performer
Alex Hargreaves
Alex Hargreaves
Performer
Greg Garrison
Greg Garrison
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A.P. Carter
A.P. Carter
Songwriter
Andrew Marlin
Andrew Marlin
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mighty Poplar
Mighty Poplar
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
What will the birds do, Mother, in the spring
Will they gather crumbs around our door?
Will they fly from the nest in the top of the trees
And ask why Joe wanders out no more?
[Verse 2]
And what will the kitten do, mother, all alone
Will he stray from his frolic for a day?
Will he lay on the rug by beside my bed
Like he did before I went away?
[Instrumental]
And what will Thomas, the old gardener do
When you ask him for flowers for me?
Will he give you a rose he has tended with care
Fairest of that lot 'round the tree?
[Verse 3]
Now I saw the tears come to his honest eyes
He said it was the wind that brought them there
As he gazed on my cheeks growing paler each day
His hands trembled over my hair
[Instrumental]
Won't you keep Tag, Mother? My little dog
So blind and helpless, it's true
Treat him with kindness the older he grows
Sleeping the whole summer through
[Verse 4]
Won't you show him my coat, Mother, so he may know
His master then will be dead?
Talk to him kindly and often of Joe
And pat him on his brown shaggy head
[Instrumental]
And you, dearest Mother, shall miss me a while
In Heaven I shall no larger grow
And many a-kind angel you meet at the gates
Gon' take you to your darling little Joe
Written by: A.P. Carter
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